Those we love don't go away

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"Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near. So loved, so missed, so very dear." You are missed every single moment, Baba. Your warmth, largeheartedness, and genuiness in a frigid, selfish & hypocritical world. Maa and I know you'll be watching over us, for that's how you've always been. We just hope that we can make you happy.

Location: Kolkata, West Bengal, India

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