We were in mourning this Diwali for my grandfather who died earlier this year.I remember, as a child, feeling so bad for people in mourning. I remember someone telling me about her father-in-law's brother's death, because of which the entire family was in mourning. And I remember feeling a little guilty about thinking about how pointless it was to mourn for a faraway relative.This time, though, it was not like that. I realised the difference between mourning and grieving. I think, to me, mourning is remembering.Each year at Diwali, my grandfather gave us 1,200 rupees: 300 rupees for each one. As  a child, I was excited by it. As I grew older, I smiled at the diligence with which my grandfather remembered each one of us every year.I remembered how we put up lights at my grandmother's window during her last few years.I remembered how, when I was very young, and my sister and I … [Read more...]