Monday, March 9, 2009


I dreamt of you last night.

You were standing a distance away from me and playing. I kept calling out to you to stop and come back, let's go home, amma'll be worried. But you just smiled your trademark smile and kept playing on the swings. Swinging 'sky high'.

And then I woke up.

1 comment:

  1. I have a photograph of my daughter Tejaswee on a swing just like this one of Shraddha...

    I too dreamt of her and she too was smiling. That smile in that dream somehow gave me a lot of strength, still does. My thoughts and prayers are with Shraddha's family and her parents.