I put Anjali to bed last night. I can’t find her this morning.
Ajay, my husband, seemed unperturbed by my hysteria. Our marriage was disintegrating but did he not love his daughter?
There was heavy rain outside but I decided to go out and look for her myself. The fog seemed to envelop me.
Just then, Ajay’s message buzzed on my phone. “We lost Anjali the day she was born. Please take your pills. I am worried about you and love you a lot.”
8 thoughts on “The missing child…”
Thank you Aayushi
Losing a child is not just painful, it might have long lasting effects on the mom, if not identified in time.
That’s true Neha. Hope our society starts taking mental health and depression seriously!
I feel so sad for her. Hope she feels better soon.
Thanks zainab ?
OMG!! This is so heartbreaking. Carefully chosen words have made it even more painful…in a very subtle way.
Yeah tried to keep it subtle yet convey the importance of tackling mental health issues sensitively.