the emotional turmoil of losing someone you love

the 9th of Feb, i received an sms from my father. My grandfather was no more. it took a while to sink in. He was the most important man in my life, the one who dropped me to my school bus stop, the one who brought milk for me when it was raining heavily n i was a baby, the one who accompanied my mother to the hospital when glass went in my foot, the one who woke me up everyday when i had to go to school telling me "priya rani uth ja, ghadi ki suiyan aage ja rahi hain, peeche nahi" the man who meant so much. the man to whom i would say "bare papa, dheere chalo" bcz i never liked walking till the bus stop. the one who helped me with maths, the one who donated botany books to my school, the one who even came with me to hindu college, along with my parents when i needed admission. the one i really loved. he was 90. he was really knowledgable. i keep writing was but to me he wil always be. he is the man who means the world to me. i cant believe he has gone. he will never ask me for a glass of thanda thandore pani. shantipath on diwali. the love for plants which hopefully i carry in my heart. do you know he taught me the names of all the plants in the hindu college campus when i was 4 yrs old? or lets just say i was a smart 4 yr old. i hate having lost him. i will always miss his physical presence though i am sure he is watching me.