Its been a week since Ajji's first death anniversary. Time does fly fast. 10 years of having her around seem less than the one year that she wasn't. The empty expandable bed that has been a part of my childhood no longer is slept in and the kitchen has lost its den mother. The tattered book is no longer read. is it still there? Or has it been thrown away? Just as a lot of her memories and her meager possessions wrapped in a dusty plastic bag, stashed in the ancient steel armoire?
It is hard to say goodbye to the past, to yesterday, to a loved one, to a part of our lives. But it is time, time to let go. Goodbye Ajji. We miss you!
*from boys to men
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