Gone With The Wind

On 23rd of July 2010 Fri, when sun went down in the East, my aunt Kusum picked her life pressures slow and choose her way to get out of this seen world to the unseen....with the wind.

It was past 9 pm in the village....where she cooked dinner that evening but not to eat. We are all awestruck at this loss. In my all these years, she was a supportive motherly figure and an umbilical cord to the past.

This August 4th, we are going to have her memorial-day. She may be watching us doing so from some other plane of existence. 

'All goes onward and outward....and nothing collapses' -- as Walt Whitman has observed long ago.