Hi Shanu!

28th of May was the day that I always remembered as the day I received my First Holy Communion. But this year changed it to yet another memory that will be etched in my mind, soul and heart forever. I held my breath once again not knowing what I will see as they kept digging to exhume your mortal remains. I secretly, maybe even stupidly, hoped to find you just the way you were, my sleeping beauty- hoping to see your body untouched to be declared a saint. However, with the only remains of your bones and skeleton being unearthed, I was drawn back to the dark reality, that there is absolutely no chance of getting you back. I visualized your beautiful face along the contours of the skull. Even the features around your skull looked marvellous. Memories of our little game, 'Nariyal, nariyal' that we played with both Nigel and you came flooding back when I saw your post-mortemed open skull. Oh Balu... I don't know how much stronger the Lord wishes to make me, subjecting me to all of these experiences. :'( The last memory of you that was etched in my mind was you sleeping peacefully like an angel in that coffin on that fateful day of the 10th of March in 2017. Now yet another memory has been added to the last one. I miss you my sunshine, every single day. The only thing that I look forward to now is to be united with you in heaven. Until then, like how you used to say, 'Adios amigos' my love!