Your Grieving Naani
- Sukhneer Arora
- Jun 23
- 1 min read
I lost my small bundle of joy and energy...my Aabi ...She was so small.. just two and a half years old.
I'm here, Naani, her granny. I always thought she was so strong, but she could not handle a fever for even two days, and I cannot imagine even once how we'll live without her.
Now I feel like I'm lost in a dark tunnel where I cannot see any spark or light coming from any direction.
I cannot find where I could maybe just even get a glimpse of her. I try to distract my mind for some time, but again, the fear of darkness creeps in.
The Faith I used to have, which was so strong, is also now lost with her. I ask only her now to pull me out of this tunnel of darkness and allow me to hug my bundle of joy. Waiting for ur answer, my love.
Always remember, your Naani loves you to the Moon and the sun. You are my Sunflower!
A mother's ordeal of acute phase after losing a child is so intently expressed, as a grand father (maternal, Naanu) I can feel each and every emotion put in by Anjuman for Aabi. Losing Aabi untimely and so suddenly has come as a big blow of nature. It has jolted us all from inside. The grief seems neverending. Life has suddenly become so difficult and meaningless. As a grand father it is a constant torture to see your own daughter suffering and grieving. But it is so heartening to see Anjuman making all efforts to learn how to live with this intense pain, which has become an integral part of our psychy. In fact the pain deep down the heart…