In Memory of Bhutu

by Subhodeep Sinha
(Adra, West Bengal, India)

Aei Bhutu! It's been 13 years and 9 months since you entered in my life. You laid beside my house shivering in cold. It did take some time to understand you. Who says you can't talk? You did! I understood. Dad and Mom understood too.

Do you remember how we used to run all around the house "Gol gol gondo gol ekdom"? "Ha ha" And the renters downstairs used to complain because they couldn't sleep. That was Chandan's mother. Arey Chandan, who once took you in his arms, remember! Yes, now you do.

Actually you met all of them, and whoever you met, the same comment, "Yeh kitna tez hain". By the way, you know even my mom scolds me, because I eat less than you. No I'm not talking about "Buku." It's about "Roti"... Yes! You ate more. Shocking right, though not for you. I know how much you eat. I always want to keep talking about this, but it's time to realise I'm writing a memorial.

Yes my heart is still aching... while I write this. It happens!

Dad is a bit upset. You know how close you were to him. Dad and Mom thank you and keep on saying "Bhutu passed away so peacefully. It is a blessing from her."

Thanks for your loyalty and kindness, even in your last breath.

Yes, it's still aching, missing you a lot!

Do you feel the same? Don't worry, we both will cope, as always, together!

Thanks for adding 11 years of joy to my life, to our life... Thank you for letting us be a part of your life.

15th August 2020. A day not to be forgotten. The day you slept eternally!