Memorial | Wall of Grief

I lost my Appa just in my hands to covid. It was the most horrible moments of my life as Amma and grandma were already in quarantine after corona recovery. They could not even visit Appa either and all I could do was to stand near him and see the trouble he faced for breathing. Some irresponsible relative passed the covid to my parents and my grandma. Till his last moment Appa told me I would not get infected. He was the golden hand to protect me from corona inspite of being exposed in rajaji hospital madurai. Nightmare days. Rest well my dear Appa. Love you 💖

Delhi

Amarendra Prasad

1955

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2021

we miss you every day, papa. Wish I could go back in time and prevent you from getting infected. Love you, always.

You left too soon Sree to covid 19

Tiruvotriyur, Chennai

Dear brother, its totally unbelievable we lost you to the dreadful pandemic.. you might have left this world but you are always in our hearts..missing you..

My dad had just gone through rounds of chemotherapy for battling blood cancer which had resurfaced. he had already battled 17 years against it and had already developed a strong will to live against it. it became a way of life for him but I have never seen him taking his illness as a weakness. rather always saw him become more stronger emotionally and mentally. He was the only source of emotional support for my mom and me and my sister. He just got done with his therapies and medications to becoming perfectly alright when covid caught him. He was admitted to the ICU for 10days. all of four of us caught covid and we couldn't even be besides him during his critical days which pains me more. I couldn't be in much disbelief the day i heard his demise, I couldn't even imagine it as I wasn't even around him. I could only visit him later that night and still couldn't believe what i was seeing. it has been more than a year now, it still pains me every day that I was not even given the chance of going through the normal phases of grief by performing those last rituals we perform in our hindu tradition which kind of helps in accepting the loss of a loved one. It was my dad's friends who performed it for us as we were still grappled with covid. So me and my family are still struggling to deal with his loss and the grief it has left us with. In these low points of life, I can only remember how resilient and heroic my dad was throughout his life.

Delhi-born Ashish Yechury was an intelligent and thoughtful young man who, as everyone who knew him would testify, was kind to a fault, bright and happy to be unconventional, unassuming and confident about being able to strike out his own path.

Gifted as a child, those who knew him would remember his massive pencil-sketched army men. He would have the patience and sense of detail to draw thousands of soldiers in armies on drawing paper. Absorbed in the world of books, history was always a passion, as was wildlife and soon, photography.

For a living, Ashish chose the world of journalism and after his schooling at Sardar Patel Vidyalaya, New Delhi, graduation from St Stephen’s College, University of Delhi and then his Masters, he did a course in Journalism from the Asian College of Journalism in Chennai. He left a mark on all those he met, teachers and fellow-students.

He loved to travel and keenly observed all facets of life and its varied nature. He has left us with a stunning record of his visuals, beautifully captured with his beloved Nikon camera.

A small website created in his memory
‍https://www.ashishyechury.com

You just left us without saying anything, till now your death is a mystery to us. You left us making a large void in our hearts. I always wake up in the morning and wish that it was a bad dream & think that you are with us. But then I realize that you are no more with us. I always miss you in every family gathering. I miss you dada.

Ahmadnagar

Raskar Rakhmabai Tukaram

1959

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2021

I was lost my grandmother

Bharti you left very soon. leaving behind 2 small kids of 8 years old and your husband. You was not destined to go too soon

We miss you. We need you. We wish we could have some more time to tell you how much you mean to us and how thankful we are to you for all that you’ve ever done for us. We want to thank you for all the pain you bared for us and we’re truly sorry for putting you through it.

We know you live forever with us with the values you’ve instilled in us and through the thoughts you’ve left us with.

Nashik

Vijayalaxmi Suresh Sisode

1964

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2021

Dearest Mom....You Are a world to me....i miss you very much....ur memories will never fade....love you a lot

My Khalu, we lost you suddenly leaving a void in our lives, you were the only one standing shoulder to shoulder with us in our happy and sad times.

Some media tributes:
- https://www.theguardian.com/membership/2021/may/03/india-covid-deaths-crisis-kumbh-mela
- https://www.theguardian.com/world/2021/apr/27/warm-kind-wise-and-brilliant-guardian-writers-remember-kakoli-bhattacharya
- https://www.theguardian.com/world/2021/apr/26/indian-journalist-and-guardian-news-assistant-kakoli-bhattacharya-dies-from-covid-19

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Dear anna, you continue to inspire me. i strive to be as kind and spirited as you, as gentle as you. i wish i would have spent more time with you. i love you.

an honest and hard working female bureaucrat who worked all her life for the government and departed with last words that she did not feel taken care of by the same...

Jaipur

Chandra Prakash Sharma

Grace Cecilial Veliath

1948

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2021

Beloved grandmother of Neil Natasha, Mother of Krina and Benny, Wife of Augustine Veliath.

Who is Grace?
Two days after she died, Eva asked this question on social media.

I, as her husband of 42 years, and the biggest beneficiary of her largesse in the world wrote this piece.

She was Grace.

She was a perfectionist.
She said “first love then complain”.
She said sun should not go down on your anger. She practiced that to perfection.
She said what needs to be done must be done.
She was a pediatric nurse, a perfect one, hence popular.
She prayed to the Infant Jesus.
She loved her grandchildren (twins), her home, her son, her husband and her daughter-in-law, in that order. She would have given her life for any one of them.
She was a great and award-winning cook, imaginative and impulsive.
Her Christmas cake was the talk among friends and neighbors.
She neither knew nor practiced diplomacy.
She bargained and always got a better price.
She had the world’s most perfect teeth even at the age of 70.
She disliked parties and crowds.
She spoke fluent German.
She loved plants and trees, planted them wherever. She had no patience for animals. She was scared of dogs.
She listened to Ravish Kumar
She was a cancer survivor and a proud one.

Miss you everyday

I cant still belive you are gone. Only after you are gone I realise how much you were holding us together.

It will take me a lifetime to put in words what Bhai meant to me. But I keep trying anyway. Bhavuk aka jony, my elder brother lived with us for 28 years. He touched our lives with his all his love and his acts of kindness, compassion and pure joy is what we remember him with. As his name translates, he was a feeler of everything and every single emotion pierced right into his heart and touched his soul. 'Emotional' may be reductive to put how he loved his people but truly his charm and enigma gave us all memories to hold onto in his absence. He liked to cook, dance, sing, sleep, drive, travel, not in the same order. He had dreams in his eyes which used to lit bright when he talked about things he loved. He was fond of his hair which was as gentle and breezy as his presence. He was born as a dancer and felt closest to himself when he was on the stage. In the kitchen, not only did he broke gender norms but also found his love language in the food he made. If there was one thing he craved for, it was to fly like a free bird in a sky full of wonder and awe. He lend his ears and offered his heart to anyone who wanted. There was a close resemblance in our voice but it was him who carried that heft and lightness of just being. When I say I miss him, not only smiles and laughter, I also miss the fights and shared tears, silences and solidarity. As a sibling, he was my friend, my confidant and my biggest cheerleader. I spent all my life looking upto him as a father figure and in return, he pushed me to the farthest to break and set new boundaries. In his absence, it all boils down to the stories we lived and the hearts he touched with his magic. He lived like a hope and I am sure his divine presence will keep us going and living in the times of darkness. I love him and miss him immensely. Losing him has shattered us all and it's tragic to think of a life without him. It is unfortunate that we had to separate from him. My almost twin brother fought for 7 days in the ICU, on the ventilator. It is unfair that we got caught in the biggest failure and collapse of the medical infrastructure in the country and till date the state bears no responsibility or accountability to the negligence of the state of affairs. I am angry and heartbroken but also hopeful that the grievers among us all find peace and solace. We will set things right for the people who departed, for them, with them, with love and for love. In my heart forever, bhai ❤️✨

We miss Renuka a lot.

I blame the Union Govt (Narendra modi) for this. Had oxygen been there. We wouldn't have lost Renuka.

Miss u ma

He was so keen to recover and continue his work, his paintings, and his writing...

Miss you so Much. Hope we meet again somewhere along the way.

We are so broken with the untimely passing of such an amazing person. Her warmth, zest for life and compassion touched many lives. Leona, Leo or Minnie as she was often called was a loving follower of Lord Jesus, a prayer warrior, loving mother, caring daughter and a faithful wife. She turned 50 in hospital. And we were praying for God's miracle working hands to heal and restore her, but only He knows why that didn't happen. Her family misses her deeply and not a day goes by where we don't think of her.

Kolkata

Christopher Yves Jacobs

1965

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2021

In loving memory of a wonderful husband & father whose life was cut short too soon by this pandemic. Always loved, deeply missed but never forgotten. From his heartbroken wife June and children Adeline & Wayne

Last night my father passed away, another victim to this epidemic called SARS-COV-19. Two days before Ram Navami, when he complained of cough and cold, I asked him to get tested and admitted to the hospital if required, he told me that he has to celebrate the birthday of Ram and then he will worry about it. He got tested and was COVID positive, but he took his day and celebrated Ram Navami before he got admitted to a COVID facility in Ayodhya Nagar on 22-April-2021. When he got admitted, his SPO2 was in high 80s and the COVID facility kept him on standard COVID drug regimen. But his oxygen levels refused to improve. Even when on oxygen, it will never go above 80-81. So we thought we need to go to a slightly more specialised facility. Bed were difficult to come by in the city because of raging epidemic, we moved him to Hamidia Hospital which is the largest government hospital. He got admitted on Tuesday let night, complained of low oxygen on Wed morning. Then they put him on non invasive ventilator. But by the end of day, we received a call that he has to be put on invasive ventilator. I was in Bangalore, my brothers rushed to the hospital but before they could reach, he had passed away. My dad was going to be 80 years old this October.

Dear Baba, Words are a poor means to tell you how much I miss you. They are a poor means to express my anger and my sense of loss. They cannot explain how I struggle every night to fall asleep because I cannot fathom the pain, isolation, fear, loneliness you went through during the last 15 days in hospital. I didn't go to bid you a final good bye. I couldn't gather the courage to see you shrouded in black canvas. I remember you as MY FATHER- a man larger than life, a provider, a protector and a constant source of encouragement. I will forever love you and I hope you are at peace wherever you are. I am sorry, I couldn't be there to hold your hand when you left us. I am sorry I couldn't give you a proper farewell. There has been no closure for me and there will never be one. I love you Your daughter Dona Dear Nana, You were my Santa Claus with your white hair and white beard. You just missed on the red dress. I know you will never leave my side and I know that you live in me for I am in so many ways like you. I love you Nana and as JK Rowling said, "the ones who love us never truly leave us". Miss you, love you Your Granddaughter Beany

My Dad, always.

BBMP negligence led to the death of a kind loving scrupulously honest family man. BBMP Bangalore failed to generate BU id in time due to which he was turned away from dozen hospitals for COVID ICU bed. Tejasvi Surya ,MP, mocked his only son when the son begged for help in getting a Bed. Rest in peace

Hyderabad

Satya Praveen Arasada

1980

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2021

Will never forget you my dearest friend who was dreamer, visionary and a realist at the sametime. He had so much positive energy that it made the most buzzed and few cringed but he never cared and just continued. May god keep you close so take rest my brother ðŸ™

Humble human being with strong belief in social struture. We lost him due to Covid-19.

We miss you papa!

Sad . She was my sister

Sad . She was my mother

She was a warm and generous person and loved by everyone. We miss her easy going and fun personality. She was taken away from us due to Covid. May she now be in peace. Miss you everyday Mom!

Miss u very much papa.

She is was like my big sister. I will miss her

A banker for over 30 years He was full of life and energy. To all the good deeds he executed, there's alot to learn .. May his soul rest in peace Vishwas Kamath S/o Ashok Kumar

Ghaziabad

Dr. Shanker Prasad Yadav

1946

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2021

My father hailing from Bihar fought covid for a month. Died because he was denied hospitalization in the beginning of his sickness.

He worked in Mumbai. He was smart, kind, loyal and beloved by all. He was devoted to his family, and his young son, Dev. I trusted him and relied on him, as did so many others. He was special.

The most gentle of souls and the most loving father ever

My father, Wg Cdr (retd) Ashok Oberoi, the most gentle, kind, loving person, succumbed to Covid after 36 days of a brave battle in hospital. His family and friends miss him sorely, every single day. He was more than a number, like so many others. The least the government can do to heal those who lost their loved ones is to acknowledge it.

Miss you Mamu. You've left a void no one can fill.

My father died of Covid 19 but the government is not recognizing his death under Covid 19 deaths, as he was admitted to Government Stanley hospital, Chennai based on CT Chest without performing RT PCR test, so we don't have a positive RT PCR result, but on the date of death his RT PCR was negative. If we apply for relief funds as per government notifications, we are being asked for RT PCR test result.

Coming from small town in West Bengal and making it large in city of dreams, Mumbai. Hardworking and full of life and always loved by family and friends . Beloved husband and proud father of two daughters. We will miss u everyday till our last breath..

In memory of my beloved mother.

He was kind and compassionate person who would help everyone in their need. We miss him and his jokes and his laughter. Covid took him from us so soon.

Mejo Jethu, you will be remembered forever. I am glad that I met you in 2019, after so many years - else I would not have been able to forgive myself.

Neetu was the youngest, much loved daughter in law in our joint family. She was a bubbly, happy, affectionate little thing who is so terribly missed by all of us but specially by her young son