Atleast you think of asking a question. Listen to what I do. I just sit and stare at the people. Death is inevitable. What is the use of grief. I know it is a loss of a loved one, but still it had to happen one day. Most of all I feel anger towards the people who don’t even know the person. The come to curb their curiosity. I even don’t get the concept of chaleswans and other weird stuff. Funeral and mourning should only be for close relatives and friends, not for the whole towns. Only they understand the loss and the emptiness left behind. You might think I am crazy.