November 27. “Button, a day of repair work is over. I’ll keep counting as the number of days get less and less.
Don’t forget to count too because I have to give you those many hugs. Left to yourself, you must be feeling miserable in there!”
“Don’t worry. I’m fine. I heard my friends calling out to me this morning. But what I am getting is a double doze of sleep. There’s nothing much I can do but sleep. I also plan to catch up on my reading.”
“I was reading some of the 26/11 encounters and they were heart-wrenching. Those who survived the ordeal must have gone to hell and back. One picture I’ll never forget is the one of CST Station where a policeman is holding the hand of an aged man and leading him away from the blood and gore all around. It sends a chill up my spine every time I see it in my mind’s eye where it is clearly etched.”
“I’m sure. Is that Rani barking?”
“Both Rani and Mowgli are barking. They are actually playing and it’s almost midnight. We’ll catch up tomorrow. Goodnight. Sleep tight.”