A Death Shower for my Parents

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A Death Shower for my Parents

Illustration: Akshita Monga

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ast week, my phone rang in the middle of the afternoon. It was my first cousin. I am at an age where such calls are ominous because, sadly, we no longer call each other. Not even on Diwali. WhatsApp forwards is how we keep in touch.

The call was about my maternal uncle (Amma’s older brother), who had passed away after a prolonged battle with diabetes-related complications. He was 77. My mother is sure she is next in line. She has two valve replacements on her résumé apart from diabetes, the family heirloom.

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