Laid to rest

My God-dad was more of eat and sleep person to me.
I see him twice or thrice a year.

We were like almost strangers yet bonded by invisible ties of relations.

Today he was laid to rest at 4pm sharp.

He past away in the ambulance on the way to Hospital.
He was apparently having difficulties sleeping at night for the past few days.

His place is like a mini shrine,
I pray and hope for all the gods he prays to.
They will bring him to paradise.
At least till Jesus comes back.

Many fragments of memory are hitting me like a tidal wave now.

I am advised to stay away till he is placed into his coffin.
I cannot take a last look at him according to archaic traditions.

Such traditions deserve a middle.
Yet him being a fiercely traditional man,
I know he would want us to respect it.

I will turn up at the first instance.
Now i will patiently wait.