My Nanaji passed away this morning. He lived for more than 90 years. Off late he was suffering from series of illness.
He was a world to me. He was one of the few persons in my life who believed in me. I sucked at my studies, be it during secondary school or at engineering. He was there to cheer me up. Always smiling and talking positive.
Last time I met, he told me about some of his life regrets. He also advised me why I should not rush for getting married or falling in any relationship because everyone else is in it.
I wish I had more time to spend with him. RIP