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By Neel Anil Panicker
My slumberous self wakes up in spiteful sweat, stony eyes locking horns with walls that mirror my lonesome existence.
And then it begins, the hallucinations, one of those slow moving Victorian horror shows, reel after torturous reel unspooling in stark black and white.
That’s when I smell and see, the nauseating putrescence, followed by the hellish spectre; a blackened doll, its grotesque innards; lips, half opened, as if wanting to say something; eyes, two black buttons staring into space, the face, a question mark.
It’s hers, my little one’s, all of four, put to sleep by a mad man’s bomb.
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