STAY A BIT LONGER
The day I was born, my mom held me in her arms, all through the day and night My dad took turns to stay awake to help my mom sleep Days, nights, and months passed, and I grew with their unconditional love, but the cycle of taking turns to care for me never stopped I said to myself, ‘Oh God, let them stay a bit longer.’ with me I started living on my own and could think just about me and my career Any phone calls from my parents ended with 'Hello' and 'I'm fine.' Gradually, there were many missed calls My mom and dad stopped calling me, and there were only SMS Life was spinning so fast that I failed to notice my hair had turned grey One day, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at a different version of myself As I started recollecting my childhood memories, I could visualise how I pulled on Dad's grey moustache, counted Mom's grey hairs, tightly held the index fingers of both parents while crossing the road took a joy ride on Dad's bicycle, wore a...
