The priest's voice echoed in my ears, "Is there anyone else who wants to see the face one last time?". There was pin drop silence, and then the white clothe was pulled over her face!! I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry , I wanted to scream that I wont let go of her!!. In my mind I was a helpless child running around searching mom, wandering all over the places to see that face. No matter which ever corner of the world I travel to , the world cant show me that face again, never ever...