The last thing you said to me when I saw you was “Thank You”. I couldn’t see your smile anymore, but I knew that you were trying hard to. I didn’t know what to say. All I could do was hold your hand and say a prayer.
You have fought the good fight, and touched countless lives in the process.
You will be dearly missed, Mani. Thank you for leaving your footprints in my heart.
May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your face, the rain fall soft upon your field. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand.