And just like that, I find myself in Pune. This time death brought me home. In fact, this is the first death I have experienced where the person in question was truly close to me. The first funeral where the burial of the person, and the vacuum thereafter, was truly tangible.
Only clichés swim around in my mind right now. That’s because they are all true, I guess. I tried to pinpoint the moment someone’s death sinks in – the call that comes to inform, the moments after, the grave being filled…
Death does this for sure – it confuses everything.
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