On 8th of February, 2019 I lost my grandmother. She was 89 but even at that age she dreamed to live for another 100 years.
I was never so much close with my grandmother because of a lot of family issues. And since 2016, after I quit my job and came back to my hometown, I was always busy travelling for freelance work, and so I was never able to sit at one place, with any of my relatives and have a long talk.
Even when my grandmother passed away, I was not able to be present there for the final rites as I had an important event to conduct for the artist Group I work for. I came around 21 days late, but felt that calm and desolate feeling in every corners of the house. I tried to capture those feelings that marked the presence of an invisible soul, even after they are gone.