2 days ago, it was his day of passing. I have never felt so bittersweet as I have these last few days... I miss his voice, his charisma, his beautiful nature and him... I have never met him in person, but I can always tell a person's beautiful heart. KK was never an ordinary man; he was like the god of music and a friend to everyone. I feel like crying when I think about him. Today, I went to the gurdwara. I honoured him as I did my grandmother who would have celebrated her 100th birthday this year (23 May) and my beloved Satguru who left us before I was born but whom I love with the breath of my whole being (1st Jun). KK sir happened to coincidentally leave us 31 May, maybe that's why it also hits me harder than ever... both him and my dearest Satguru left because of heart issues. I prayed extra for the 3 of them today. I wish they would feel my love from wherever they are and know that not a day goes that I don't think about them.
