P.S: The Day
Where do I start my story? Should I begin from the day it all happened or the day I had a premonition? Well...lets keep the latter for another day. It was one of those comfortable months in a small town of Tamil Nadu where people went about their businesses quietly. I was a happy working woman. In fact, I couldn’t have been happier. I was working in an organization which was my extended family, had been married to the man I loved since past six years, had a naughty little four and half year old to run behind and was five months pregnant with our second baby. I was on cloud nine. Which woman wouldn’t be??? On top of it, I was now walking, rather rolling, like an unguided ball due to my baby bump. Like always, reached my office and immersed myself into a long-pending file. My phone rang and my heart skipped beats. He always had this effect on me even after six years of marriage. We spoke for a few minutes as he was in a hurry to go for his sortie. I never knew that it was...