Today was the last trip for my grand mother..
A trip where no one ever returns back...
A trip where we have to leave every attachment and go alone...
A trip where her soul leaves her body to meet the supreme soul
She lived her life..A trip of 92 years...Lived with humility,pride,love and caring...
We are sad she left us and we will miss her and the word Grandma but we are happy that
her soul left her body in a very smooth way...
As Bhagavad Gita says Such a transition can be compared to discarding old, used, worn
out clothes and attiring oneself in fresh, new raiment.
May her soul rest in Peace.
With Love from Kam City
A trip where no one ever returns back...
A trip where we have to leave every attachment and go alone...
A trip where her soul leaves her body to meet the supreme soul
She lived her life..A trip of 92 years...Lived with humility,pride,love and caring...
We are sad she left us and we will miss her and the word Grandma but we are happy that
her soul left her body in a very smooth way...
As Bhagavad Gita says Such a transition can be compared to discarding old, used, worn
out clothes and attiring oneself in fresh, new raiment.
May her soul rest in Peace.
With Love from Kam City
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