It is exactly one week ago (exact enough to the minute almost) that THE INCIDENT took place. Even as I type this, I am able to fully replay the sequence of that night. And yes, it does cause a lump in the throat.
I haven't really experienced "fear" in its truest form. Is it the feeling or emotion that you experience when you walk into a dark room in your own house and start thinking that there is actually someone outside the closed windows, who is probably looking inside? I do experience that for a fleeting second.
If I am like this, then imagine the state of my mother. She is not the same person after 7 PM these days. I see the total need to be at home these days. I am actually working in the office closer home and leaving quite early too. Yet, the time I spend in office cannot really be termed as being productive. I am just going through with the motions. Nothing else!
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