When loss emptied the house of sound, she learned that silence still had a voice.

And the Lights Stayed On is a poetic meditation on grief, memory, and the quiet resilience that follows. Through tender fragments and measured breaths, Heena Johar traces a daughter’s journey from the first stillness after her mother’s passing to the slow rediscovery of light in ordinary life — the sound of boiling cardamom milk, the hum of old hymns, the warmth of a pulse beneath her hand.

This isn’t a book about endings.

It’s about the small, persistent ways love refuses to disappear.