Sunset

A dark day indeed. Gattimaama passed away just like that. But the more I tell myself that he is no more, it is only sounding more unbelievable. He was a part of my entire life, the most beloved of my father's friends, and he loved us all so much. I wasn't asking him to live forever or anything. But for someone like him to go off in a flash is too much to take. Imagine not to be seeing him when I go to Modankap, not to be seeing him when I visit his house, not to have him as a part of our lives anymore...the thought is bizarre. Dear people like him when they go, they leave a compartment of vacuum in my heart never to be filled by thousands of people I may meet henceforth. So I just feel poorer today.

I don't know how Baby Auntie will get on. She will have to do that as quickly as she can may be, because they had a grandchild not even a month ago. Poor Gattimaama loved children so much and it is so cruel that he hardly spent any time with the baby. I don't know how his friends are taking it. Pappa won't tell me and I won't know what to tell him...