My maternal grandfather passed away yesterday.
And really. I was sad for a while, but now I'm okay. Just a loss of appetite. Withdrawal symptoms. Sudden urge to be quiet and not talk.
He knew it was time for him to go. He said bye to all his children and his wife, and they all were by his side when he closed his eyes. Except me, for which I can't blame myself.
I hope he had no regrets as he left us, and I know he's in a much happier, painless place now.
I love you Nanu. I'll miss you. I'll try to dress like a 'good girl' and not fight with mum so much. I'll take care of Kritika (my younger sister) and nani. I'll continue singing Kishore Kumar songs for you in the night. I'll study hard and I'll make you proud.
Till I see you again.
p.s. It only hurts when I breathe.