Silent sobs and high pitched melancholy cries adorned the house sandwiched by two different faiths.
Prayers of both kinds were said. Gods of both faiths were evoked.
Aryan walked to his dad and hugged him tight.
“What happened to dadaji* baba*?”
“God has taken him away from us beta”
“Whose God baba? Yours or ammi’s*?”
dadaji – Grandad , Baba –Father , Ammi -Mother
P.S :Heavily inspired from Delhi 6