For Bada Nani
It feels surreal to even write this. I know I’ve spent two months in this world without you now, but if I close my eyes, time has stood still the last time I hugged you and hasn't moved since. I can still recall the day I found out you had left us, Bada Nani. My entire childhood was snatched away from me in the span of an afternoon - two missed calls from Bapa and I knew I'd lost you. How do I grieve what I cannot yet accept?