My grandpa passed away tonight. My mother is crying, and I feel at a loss for what to do.
When he was young, a seer gave his family three prophecies: that he would inherit nothing, that his son would become a monk, and that he would live for 84 years. Tonight fulfilled the last one. All three prophecies came true. He was supposed to inherit land and a title, but India's independence brought the end of feudal systems. My uncle, his only son, was supposed to be the family's breadwinner. And he was less than a month from turning 85.