I went to Jag Mundhra’s funeral expecting grief. What I felt was a warmth. Almost as if the warmth he exuded all his life exploded out and permeated the molecules of the air around us. I met his wife, Chandra and through her tears her first words to me were ” What a history we have all had together. What incredible moments”.
Truly. Happy moments to be thankful of. Unforgettable moments shared that gave life the joy it is supposed to have.
The laughter in times of sadness.
Almost as if the laughter continues through the passing away of a friend.
Its what friendships are meant for. To bind all the ups and downs in life into one idea of shared adventure.
Through life. And through death.
RIP Jag. And thank you for the laughter.