Dearest Cheeku,
Never thought that you’ll leave us all so soon.
Never thought that we’ll never hear you laugh again.
Never thought that we’ll never see you make fun of your friends and loving them.
Only one song will be played today in my room –
‘Wish You Were Here’ by Pink Floyd.
It was one of your favourites, and today it’ll play for you and everything you stood for.
And it’ll play for the deep void in our hearts which you once occupied.
And then it’ll come from the inside…’wish you were here’.
Your own ‘Sardar’