That warmth is something I miss.
I miss those sweet conversations and your unending support.
I miss how you boast to others about me.
I miss how you made sure I ate my meals every single day.
I miss having you check in on me at night.
I miss how you soothed my fever and pain. 
The way you oiled my hair is something I miss.
I miss the way you made me feel light. 
The way you acknowledged each of my favourites is something I miss.
I am genuinely missing you, Ajji. 
I don't think anyone can currently fill this void in my life.
I don't think the pain of losing you will ever go away. 
I've shared a room with you ever since I was a child.
Now, in spite of everything, it's clouded with silence and emptyness, which is making me tired. 
Some things between us bothered me, and there were instances I don't want to recall.
I needed time and space to tell you about it. 
I only needed one single chance to apologise and make things fit. 
But within a day, everything changed.
I am missing you so much that I am searching for you in my dreams. 
There are many talks still pending between us. 
I've heard that souls are eternal.
I want to feel the same if this is real.

© Vidya Rao