What a terrible thing I did !
If I had known that Mum would be struggling with her emotions and unbearable pains throughout the film, I wouldn’t have tried to make her go with me. Such a disrespectful son I am ! But all I want to do is to help Mum come over the shock, all I want to do is to see Dad the last time with her … I never knew everything would turn out like this !
Her heart beat fast when the trailers stopped and the film began. Then appeared Dad with his familiar clothes, familiar voice, his familiar posture. Whenever Dad moved, talked or shouted at Kumari, she felt heartbroken. I did hope that the scene in which Dad reclined in the chair and got absorbed in the newspaper would bring back all the good past memories in the family, but instead, her infinite love for him prevented her from enjoying the show. It turned out to be a knife cutting her heart apart.
She burst out a sob then fainted. The whole room panicked. I almost went out of my mind when I saw her laying on the floor. I was stunned to think that I was going to lose Mum just like the way I lost Dad. Even worse, I thought that I killed Mum myself. I wailed and cried and screamed. Luckily, someone told me that she had just fainted and there’s no need to make a fuss, I quickly regained my faculties and fetched a jutka to take us home. But I could still hear Dad’s voice loud and clear thundering from the cinema ‘Kumari ! Will you go out or shall I throw you out ?’ and all the way home I still felt it echoing in my head over and over again …
I burst into tears, both affected by Mum’s breakdown and by the feeling that this was the final parting from Dad. They would change the picture the next day.
