TRIBUTE
It is never easy to contemplate the end of life, whether it’s own our experience or that of a loved one. It was 9th Jan 2022, the time when life struck me so hard that everything was sad and chaotic. I responded with anger and blamed everybody and everything around me. I had lost myself and sense of independence was shattered when my grandmother departed from this world.
In spite of this painful occurrence emotions such as (shock, anger, and guilt) came into play creating deep sadness. I rerun her death in my mind, yet unable to completely forget the sadness, similar to a synopsis. These feelings are frightening and overwhelming, though the fact remains as quoted
Blood is thicker than water so no one can pierce it.
Three years before, she suffered from Parkinson’s (Alzheimer’s.)
The only thing she remembered in this time was her son and no one else. I still remember my father was everything to her; she would have given her entire life just to see him happy. But to me she was more than a mother, a guide, a friend. Since she left, we begin all festivals with grief.
At the graveyard, everyone gathered to bid her final goodbye. While giving some final touches to her now new abode with my uncle where she shall rest till eternity, trying exceptionally hard to maintain my composure, I couldn’t help but wonder; would she still be alive, had there been any more better treatment in the world for her illness. I continuously questioned myself during the entire process of her burial and subsequent prayers. Honestly, I lost my precious pearl of my life.
Conquest of higher learning with many twists and turns ups and downs. I can say I know with having a loving family by my side to support me no matter what the situation may be. Most importantly, I have my grandmother’s memory deeply inbreeded. Even though it may not be physically, she will always be in my heart, pushing me to be the finest that I am capable of doing.
