The poetess was driving from her parent’s home to the airport for Cochin. She noticed that her mother was in a fitful sleep and had her mouth open while she was sleeping. The mother’s face looked like a corpse as she looked pale and lifeless. She had grown old and no more carried the charisma of youth on her face. The poetess could not bear the thought of losing her mother. She distracted her thoughts from her mother and tried to look at the sprightly things that could be seen around her. The young trees seemed to be speeding fast in the opposite direction when the car was moving fast. She saw the children filled with exuberance were moving out of their home to either go to school or play. Realised, doze, corpse, merry, sprinting