Sharon Eappen

I remember lying awake on That bed, my mom beside me. Listening to that morning drizzle, My mom peacefully lying beside me. I remember my sister pulling me To sleep beside her for a little longer. Her lazy Saturday mornings blissfully turned Into my nostalgic memories. I remember mamma gently cupping my Arm, as she slept beside me telling Me how she missed me all along as I Notice the ceiling miss my blank stares. I remember my sister calling me the Name she lovingly calls me and wrapping me In her warm hugs, cuddling with me just As how she would on any other normal day. Two weeks before, in another place I Remember my dad playing and cuddling With me as we prepare to fall asleep. I remember how everything around him Faded, When his little girl was in his arms. Kohima War Cemetery, 23.06.18 I remember the love and cuddles As I sleep on a poorly stuffed Mattress. I remember the back massages on That very bed. Never a back Massage...