your feet richa

richa


your  feet


i remember your feet


i get memory flashbacks of the saddest time of my life

is sad a sufficiently correct word

my life ended , as i saw you in the ICU , lying on the bed


was it say 4 pm or later on the 13 th of November 2014


when you were gone , at least this is what the doctor said

i came to that side of the bed to look at you

i wanted to see you as much as i could

just keep seeing you

so that those impressions remain with me forever

i saw your feet closely

touched them

they were swollen

yet so tender and child like

like a small baby , your feet

except for the fact they were swollen

i can never stop thinking of that moment when i saw them closely

i have got the photos but have no guts to see them


there is one photo of your foot , wearing a paayal , of 2009 i think
its so beautiful
so feminine

my darling sister , what do i do to come to you , to see you , be with you
i miss you my loving sister
my richa
i love you