Dear Emotions
“ Please let me sit with him for some more time. It’s just been two hours and you are taking him away. How can you decide the time without asking us? Give us some more time to be together. I want to see him, touch him and hold him ”, said Swati as they were taking her father to the cremation ground. Her family was falling apart. She had seen her brother crying his heart out for the first time; her mother was not in her senses, cursing her fate. She stood there without a tear in her eye thinking about the next day, the future of her family and how she would take care of them and not let them fall prey to their emotions. She needed to earn money to run the house, for her brother’s education and to give the best to her mother in everything. She resumed her job on the 5th day after this incident. She received her salary cheque and kept it in front of the picture of her father sobbing, “ Whom will I give this now? You were the happiest when I joined this job. ” “ Don’t worry, start with