He imprisoned himself in the bedroom. We removed a few of Nani’s belongings to make the room liveable for Nana but he did not let us cart away Nani’s bed. In a dry, hollow coarse voice, he said, ‘Let it be …where else is she going to sleep?’ The day we had to take Nani’s ashes away for immersion, that day too Nana stayed locked in the room. When I went in, I found him sitting on her bed. He just touched the urn and said, Take him away … all my life he just kept fighting with me.’(1) Why, do you think, Nana refused to cart s away Nani’s bed from the bedroom?(2) What was Nana’s reaction when Nani’s t ashes were being taken away for immersion ?