I can't believe he's gone, i feel so sad i could cry right now. Yesterday was definately the hardest day of my life. When they brought his body back in the night i couldnt help but cry cause it was so weird to see him in a coffin. And when my grandma walked in to the room to see my other grandma(the one who lost her husband) my other grandma just broke down and cried. my mother said " thats the great thing about the 13 siblings they're always there for each other whenever they need each other". On friday i didnt sleep much, i just couldn't. In a way if i just went to school i might have actually taken my mind of a few things but i knew i wouldn't be able to last the day there. At four they started to take his body to the crematorium and that was when i finally broke down also. It was the last moment that i would ever see my grandpa again. My grandma then kissed his face and started to cry, it was really hard seeing her cry. My aunt kissed her father for the last time and she just stayed there unable to let go of him until someone moved her away. they brought him downstairs where my mother and her brother really broke down, these were the people who were telling me to calm down and not cry. But these were also the people who grew up with him as they as lived in the same house. My aunt hugged my mother and the grandchildren did their last respects to him as we all took a flaming stick and went around his body three times and i started crying again, my aunt saw me and hugged me along with her mother who was crying as well. The 8 sisters then consoled my grandma as they started to take his body away to mandai. I went along with my aunt and other family members to the place. We went into the hall and they did some other stuff as i watched, the place was very calming. My grandpa did look peaceful and finally rid of suffering. Then they moved off to the viewing gallery to watch the coffin being moved into the burning chamber. I stood next to my aunt and put my hand on her shoulder, then his body started moving toward the chamber. That was when my aunt started to cry as we watched him moving closer and closer. Then thechamber opened and the coffin went inside and the doors closed, and that was it that was the last time i would ever see my grandpa again. Now the family, My grandma aunt and uncle have no father abymore and i have no grandpa. We came back to the house and Anushka was therewith baby Ronan. My Grandma took Anushka's hand and brought her to my grandpa's picture and told her " this is how acchachan must remember you ok, you must never forget acchachan" i'll make sure Anushka does not forget him. I mean Anushka used to go to their house everyday and spend time playing with him and now she wont get to do that. Today my grandma fell sick, her stomach is bloated and she has a fever and all. I guess the reality off her husband not being around anymore is finally hitting her. It's hitting me to, i saw him everyday and i did things withhim when i was younger and now he is gone. My other grandpa has lost a dear friend and he acknowledged that at the final moment.
PS: I feel very empty now and i still hope that he will come to my grandma's house for lunch like he usually did but i noe that is not possible anymore. my grandma will never forget him. i hope he will rest in peace. I now realise how fragile life is and i want ppl to never ever forget that. He was fine a month ago celebrating his wife's bday and now he is gone a few days shy of his bday. Thanks michelle for being there for me......
