There was no conversation at the dinner table today. None of us even looked up. We ate quietly. Later Billu left for home. A normal salute to say good-bye. I couldn't look him in the eye.
I tried telling myself that he'll be back and that I'm not moving out of this city, that we'll meet again. But it doesn't help.
While walking back to the OBH, Smiley and I talked about this strange, heavy feeling. And that we'll have to get used to it, that it is inevitable and that we can do nothing about it. But it doesn't help.
The end is here.
I want a rewind button for life.
