...too late
OK, I'm ready. Let's go.
No. You forgot something.
What?
Your smile :)
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She was almost always in a temper at her brothers and parents. I was 16 or 17, the same age as her younger brothers. But I had two things going for me: I was sane enough to have a conversation with, and I was a cousin who just visited once in a while.
So I could risk her wrath, and say something cheeky or funny. I could make her smile :)
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I never did try and catch up with that smile in later years, even after I moved back to India and to the same city where she lived. I just never bothered. I can't explain why.
And now it's too late.
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And I realised something today. I tear up too easily.
2 comments:
whoa - that's some emotion there...
sorry about the loss; there's no way to lessen the 'too late' feeling that I know of; I've been there, and can only feel for you.
may you find peace, and have compassion for yourself.
regards.
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