It was a month after I had bid him a final goodbye. Life was not easy at all and loneliness was my company. His cremation had resulted into my burial into work. That was the only way I could keep my mind away from all the memories. I just couldn't imagine my world without him and yet here I was busy, as busy as a bee.That evening I reached home, unlocked the door, entered my lonely nest, locked the door behind me and went straight to my room. After a quick shower, looked into the mirror and moved away without noticing.
He kept looking at me...