It's really hard to believe that a five letter word would mean tragedy, would mean floods of tears, would mean that a person, mighty or not, but important still, left everybody and went himself into another place...
I mean, wouldn't a word that means so much be at least a fifteen letter word or more?
My grandfather died last Friday and I went back to my hometown to attend his funeral...
I wasn't really sad.... I think it was because that my mind, bizarrely, didn't seem to want to accept the fact that my grandfather is dead..
I am happy for him though... His death brought sadness to us, but at least his soul and mind is free from the pain and suffering...
Rest In Peace, Grandfather....
