My journey from Barcelona to Mumbai was just a blur. I soon came to realize that the hardest part wasn't saying goodbye to Sabil. The hardest part was what came later. The hollowness, the overwhelming distress, the crushing sensation, and my heart suddenly becoming dormant.
As I saw Anubhav standing between the crowd of happy faces of the families of arrivals, a smile was spread across my face. But my heart didn't pick any pace. I pushed my luggage trolley ahead and walked towards him. He came running to me and before I could say Hi, he scooped me off my feet and swung me around. Even with a dead feeling inside I giggled.
"Okay, put me down now." I was surprised at my own voice. There was no excitement, no enthusiasm. Even though I was so happy to see my big brother, my voice didn't coop
