I was organising the neatly folded clothes in the closet, both Aarav's and mine. I had never paid attention to this before, but now that I look at it, my side and Aarav's side are so opposite. We donated all of Sneha's clothes to an ashram or some NGOs, leaving just a few behind. This was Mom's idea, and no one objected because it was a good deed.

Back to reality, here I am sitting in front of my side of the closet and Aarav's side of the closet. Mine is much emptier, but it's filled with many colours, unlike Aarav's, which is filled with just black, grey, white, and other dark colours.

Aarush, who is only ten months old, has more clothes than I do. Aarav had a special space made for Aarush in the closet. Speaking of Aarush, he is with Rani Kaki, who just returned from her village yesterday.

It's been five days since I last had a panic attack and told Aarav everything. It's also been three days since Maa, Papa, and Sonu went on vacation. Sonu kept saying that this vacation was like a death trap for her because they went to their Bua's house, whom Sonu doesn't like at all.

Everything else was fine, just a bit empty, but thanks to Rani Kaki, she filled that emptiness. As for Aarav, he started coming home earlier than before, but work is work, and he can't stay away from it for too long. Just like today, he left early in the morning saying he would try to come back early.