9-year-old Jaiveer.

Jaiveer's POV.

"Mamma, open the door; look what I have got for you." I said, kept the bowl down, and banged on the door. I told Uncle Samuel to get me Mama's favourite ice-flavoured tub because she is not fine these days; she is so sad, she doesn't even read her books and wear her favourite red lipstick; her favourite diamond sets are now locked inside her cupboard.

And when I asked what happened to her, she said, "Nothing, little man, I am fine; I will be fine because you are with me." I will be with you forever, Mamma, I wanted to say, but I couldn't but...