we woke up on sunday to the call of "he's critical. when can you reach here?"
after a plethora of feelings and phone calls, we're going down to india this week. *probably, on the 10th* have no clue when we'll return.
my father in law's in the hospital as yet. and we don't know if he'll make it. this is a man who's not much elder to my own father. who loves me almost as much as my dad loves me. and definitely as much as he loves his son. i have no clue how to react. i'm still numb. it's tuff enuf to see V like this, it's frightening to think of his mom right now. i just hope we can get there at the earliest and at least be there for her.
usually, an india trip would be something to look forward to. i don't know if i'm right in saying this, but i'm so not looking forward to this trip. i'm horrible at handling emotions. even worse when they happen to be emotions of people who matter to me. being practical can be such a bane at times!
but i have vowed to be there with V; for better and/or for worse... in sickness and in health. not only for him, but for everyone he holds dear. and i intend to stick to my vows. honestly, i don't know if the distance has shielded us from the pain or made us more susceptible to it. will find out shortly. this is one flight i'm going to detest. and maybe, not be able to sleep on.