R.I.P. We will all miss you tatayya. We still remember those days when we were kids and you used to buy us the chocolates. We still remember those days when you entertained us with your stories from your past. We still remember those days when you got the milk from difficult situations hurting yourself real bad. We still remember those days when you cried like a kid for us getting hurt.
Forgive us for all the mistakes that we have done when you were there and bless us as you have always done when you were there.
Mr. Cool 