Anantakshar

THE TERRACE SYMPHONY She used to sleep with the dead corpse of her mother. Obviously, the corpse is dead. I don't know why I emphasized the 'dead' part of the corpse. I mean, how does one determine if someone is dead? What are the criteria for not being alive? How can one picture themselves as dead or alive? Tricky question? Well, let it be like that. The biggest example of being alive is not giving answers to some questions. My sister called me, saying, 'Teri girlfriend ne kaand kar diya hai' 'Kaunsi waali?' I said (pun intended). 'Ghar ke bagal waali,' she said, and narrated the entire episode of sleeping with the corpse. I casually listened to her and laughed, deluding myself into taking it as a joke. Deep down, I knew that it had happened, and it is true. It's a very astonishing thing that humans have. We always expect or look upon a conflict or drama in others' lives, and when it happens to us, we neglect it, saying, 'Ohh boy