Today is the 25th May and since morning I have been remembering my sister whom we lost three and a half years ago. It is her birthday. Somehow Jeff, our host, also asked today if we didn’t have any more siblings. So I told him about her, that today is her birthday and about the accident in which we lost her.
And while talking, I realized – and I said it also – that the year before, on this day, we were sitting in the train from Austria to Germany, writing the diary and crying. We were very close and when I miss her, I always get sad. Yashendu said he was feeling sad this morning but I for myself feel today, talking about her and thinking of her, doesn’t make me sad. I am fine and when Jeff asked me about how I take this now, I said him that it was an accident and we lost her. This is the truth and we have to accept it but she is always in my heart, as is her love. So she is always there, in the heart and in the memory. Her love is present here with me.