An update

 2024 was an emotionally consuming year, one that left me questioning how I made it through. Looking back now, it feels as though I’m still caught in the grip of it, as life remains challenging and uncertain. The year was filled with turmoil, an undercurrent of unresolved emotions, and many things left unsaid—difficult and overwhelming in so many ways.

I brought my parents closer, with the simple dream of spending more time with them, of caring for them. How difficult could that be? It seemed like such a straightforward wish—one that many of us hold dear. Yet, living that dream, even for a brief moment, felt like a privilege that few truly get to experience. Although short-lived, I got to live it, and for that, I am grateful.

Losing my dad feels like losing a part of myself. I’m still trying to come to terms with the deep connection we shared. The world of IPL, cricket, and comedy will never be the same without him. His absence has left a void I can’t quite fill. I will miss him always. Life continues to throw its challenges, yet the safety net that he was is no longer there. It’s a difficult truth to accept.

We often take people for granted, not fully understanding the immense role they play in our lives until they’re gone. How much strength they provide, how much they are a part of who we are. Athai, you taught me that. I always thought you’d be there—my silent strength, the one who saw my struggles, urging me to stand tall and strong, just as Dad would have. After his passing, I leaned on you more than I realized, particularly because you resembled him in so many ways.

The board exams, a milestone in every child’s life—your absence was deeply felt as we prepared for the farewell party and the first exam paper. Yet, I take comfort in the belief that you are both looking down, smiling and blessing us.

Now, four months into 2025, I find myself still reeling, still trying to find my footing in a world that feels so different. The journey of healing is slow, but I carry on, one step at a time.