Amma Amma I Love You -shaan- -

“Don’t leave me, Amma. I’m coming home. For good. I’ll get a job in Kochi. We’ll walk on the beach every evening. I’ll learn to make your fish curry. Just… please.”

Two hours later, when the nurse came to check the vitals, she found the son asleep in the chair, his head on the mattress. And the mother—the woman who was supposed to be unresponsive—her other hand, the one with the IV drip, had moved. It was resting gently on her son’s hair. Amma Amma I Love You -Shaan-

And now, a doctor in a green coat was saying words like “limited response” and “prepare for the worst.” “Don’t leave me, Amma