A Letter to My Father
Goodbyes are hard when they are final. But they are hardest when they remain unspoken. I can’t get my head around the fact that you just disappeared without any warning.
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A Letter to My Sister
Hey Babli, Yesterday was 12th day of mourning and all rituals have been performed. It is believed in Hinduism that on the 12th day, the Soul is joined with its forefathers/attains ‘moksha’. It is a matter of faith and there is no evidence or proof which can confirm this theory. I don’t know if there …