Rita was without doubt a very brave girl to decide moving on to her next life. A glass of orange juice laced with rat poison, was all it took to shake us all up. Her death has brought on cold silence and uncommunicative atmosphere in her family.
Till today, memories of her are still strong and Kili just cannot let her go. Initially, she could not sleep. She would stay late into the nights, listening to music, did her ironing or just sitting up, starring at Rita’s photo and cried.
In the office, she was just as bad. Her concentration in her work deteriorated. Passing the wrong calls, jotting down the wrong information and opening the wrong letters were among her mistakes. We were all warned not to bring up any subject in connection with Rita. We had to pretend that Rita’s suicide did not exist. To divert her from her misery, I broached the subject of going for a movie or window shopping. She would reply she was not in the mood. At times she displayed a total lack of enthusiasm for living. She would reveal that life is worthless now that her daughter has gone away.
Time has healed and improved her frame of mind a lot. She is beginning to be more cheerful and is able to discuss about Rita now. But not completely. She still goes to temples to pray for Rita’s soul and on certain days she would fast.
Death comes so sudden in our lives. And when it strikes it takes a portion of our lives away. Time will heal but memories will stay on. And it hurts a lot to remember.
Till today, memories of her are still strong and Kili just cannot let her go. Initially, she could not sleep. She would stay late into the nights, listening to music, did her ironing or just sitting up, starring at Rita’s photo and cried.
In the office, she was just as bad. Her concentration in her work deteriorated. Passing the wrong calls, jotting down the wrong information and opening the wrong letters were among her mistakes. We were all warned not to bring up any subject in connection with Rita. We had to pretend that Rita’s suicide did not exist. To divert her from her misery, I broached the subject of going for a movie or window shopping. She would reply she was not in the mood. At times she displayed a total lack of enthusiasm for living. She would reveal that life is worthless now that her daughter has gone away.
Time has healed and improved her frame of mind a lot. She is beginning to be more cheerful and is able to discuss about Rita now. But not completely. She still goes to temples to pray for Rita’s soul and on certain days she would fast.
Death comes so sudden in our lives. And when it strikes it takes a portion of our lives away. Time will heal but memories will stay on. And it hurts a lot to remember.
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