Sohan spent the next month in complete anguish. Ruchita's presence only irritated him, and he was reminded of the sadness he had seen in his mother's eyes while dropping her off back at the old home. He often called her, but barely had the courage to utter a simple apology.

On the last Friday of March, Sohan woke up with a call from the old home. His heart leapt up with joy. It was the first time his mother had called him after leaving this house.

"Hello?" he asked happily.

"Mr. Mahmood?" a male voice spoke, draining every bit of happiness out of his system.

"Yes..." he hoped that the guy had something else to talk about. His mother was alright...he knew it deep inside...

"Your mother had a seizure last night. I'm afraid she has been hospitalized..."

Sohan was out of his bed and ready to leave in fifteen minutes. He slammed the door hard on her curious wife's face, and stormed out of the house, determined to bring his mother with him the moment he saw her.

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Chapter published on September 20, 2015 (GMT+06:00)

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