Strange

Its a damn cold night.Am shivering beneath the two layers of warm wear n a cup of hot tea.The teeth are difficult to separate .Not that i wanted to talk something at 2 in the night.Shez lying dead in the cold in the verandha of the house.Its been nearly 18 months i was here last.Never expected to come here on a night like this.She was on a toto now.My grand aunt to whom i have talked for a max of 1 hour put together all the little 'hi' n 'hello'z i have exchanged with her, for nothing-but-formality sake, in her life time.The grand aunt was at home when mom had an operation.When the other aunt had a premature child n wanted assistance or domestic help i would word it.She was called for when the uncle standing on the right most had his toe amputed.She was there when they decided to perform the thread ceremony of a cousin in the village ,earlier this year.She had cooked for a 100 ple during the naming ceremony of my cousin sis.She had no kin to care for , no husband to standby.The childhood lived in embarassment for she was the plumpest of all siblings.Youth lived in misery coz her in-laws accused her of earning a widowhood .Later siblings snubbed her from being independent financially r otherwise...wat if she was a loud mouth ..wat if she did lotta backbitin...she was called for on all occassions
when there was work and left almost uncared for when she wanted care.Helpless on a cold winter night.The best I could do was to shut up n sip my tea.I felt very close to her now ..as if she was cryin out her woes to me.Strange her death had brought me close to her n she lives in my memories from now. Very strange a life of 55 years seemed to have got value only at 2 on a reticent gloomy night, an hour after it had ended.