Arpit's POV

I came home to find my mother a bit restless. She was ready in a silk sari and asked me to take her to her doctor for a regular check-up. She is a heart patient so she is surviving on medicines, precisely, after the death of my father. Both of my parents shared a wonderful bond together and since my father died, I could see my drowning in her own shell. Thankfully, she did not slip into depression but the loneliness and longing for her husband led to a minor heart attack years ago. Since then, her blood pressure is a major concern for all of us and...