She passed away
Yes, that is how everyone say
She left in me, deep pain
Something more too, like stain
I was with her for 25 years
She lived for good 100 years
There was always generation gap in our talk
She knew only to love
She didn't know to hate anyone
She lost her son at 97 years
She cried a lot; but still she lived.
She never thought about self killing.
She struggled a lot in her life.
She is God for me.
I can't pass single day without thinking of her.
She saw 5 generations.
She knew everything from organic agriculture to Computer and iPhone
She did not know to read; but whatever we learnt from her can make a book.
She was afraid of wind
She liked sweets.
She loved my dad like anything.
Even in midnight, she used to get up and ask about my dad.
She longed to see my brother;
The people who she loved the most, could not make for her funeral.
I was with her in her last days.
I thank God for the opportunity to serve her in her last days.
She is my 'Aaya'; we have age gap of four generations.
When it rains, I remember her;
When there is wind, I remember her;
When I eat sweets, I remember her;
I miss her a lot. I love her a lot. She is there with me always.
