“What, what are you saying, mom?” those were the only words that came out of my mouth.
“Yes, that is true, Sid,” she replied.
“When did you find it?” I asked in the same tone.
“I was in the kitchen when I heard the wailing of a lady. I ran outside to see what had happened; the sound was coming from Mrs. Verma’s house. I hurriedly went there and found out that Sneha was dead,” she answered while bringing tears in her eyes.
“But how did it happen?” I still was aghast.
“She committed suicide last night,” she replied. A tremor of dread slid through me as soon as I heard that suicide word. I remained speechless for quite some time. I could not hear anything my mom had said afterward. I found myself adrift in the world of my thoughts.
“Are you listening to me, Sid?” she shook my shoulder a
