Tears rolled unwillingly across my cheek .

Memories of grandma and me flooded my brain as weeping sound encompassed the small tiny space around me. Everyone participating in the rituals and ceremonies was in deep sorrow- memories and flashback keep coming back. Aunts and mum weeped till their eyes were swollen and red. The entire event was a long one-5 hours. Life is short and fragile...and is so unpredictable. You are gone as the machine pushes the coffin into the fire. Everyone stood there and do nothing. Grief was filling up the whole heart when i saw that scene. It is torturous to stand there. Hope grandma can bless all her children and grandchildren and great grandchildren with prosperity and health.....