Our dear Golu, I cherish the times when you, me, Kartik, Paavni and Prachi used to play together in Puru apartments nearly every weekend. Then as Paavni and Prachi felt too old to be in our group, you, Kartik, me and Ananta formed a gang and played all possible random games in the world and created havoc during family functions and weddings. I would say we spent most of our childhood together. I remember how protective I used to be about my little brothers, and as time progressed there was a role reversal with you two taking care of your elder sisters. I felt proud to know that you were on your way to become an engineer and had started taking care of Prachi, chacha ji and chachiji by driving them around, checking their medicine routines and helping them with groceries and other stuff. You had become a very responsible and caring son of the family. Our world came crashing down when we heard that you would no longer be with us :(:(. Your last words to me were, 'I am eager to meet my brothers and sisters, all the best sister'. I wish that I could see you again :(. I pray that wherever you are, you are happy and still taking care of your family. We would never forget you, and assure you that we all would do our best to take care of your didi and mummy papa. May God give strength to our family to bear this immense loss. Lots of love my brother <3.