Today, my grandfather died.
I received this news from my mother early in the morning. When my mother said that he is no more – my heart started beating fast. I felt the heaviness, as if some one has dropped a heavy piece of iron on my chest!
The suffocation in chest, the throbbing of heart, the inner anxiety and the rolling of tears : they were different. Though I’m miles away from my home, I could still feel that a part of my breathe is been seperated.
I’m resting in the chair, remembering all the great memories and qualities of him.And also, sending all my love, strength and peace to everyone in the family!