Dear uncle,
I visited ammamma's house today. The last time I'd gone there was when you were there. I still remember you all weak and frail on the bed. It was the first time I'd seen you after you were diagnosed. In one word, I was shocked. Just a few months earlier we'd gone on a family dinner and you were talking about watching that new Bapu movie and then seeing you like that was just something I couldn't take in that easily. And a few months later you were gone. I was in class 9 then and I'd cried the whole first hour in school. All those things came rushing back yesterday. I was fighting back tears by the time I came home. I dunno, but something about cancer just makes me feel.... determined. Determined to work hard and study medicine so that I can do something about it. I really hope I do. And when I do get there, I'm gonna feel really happy about making you proud. Its a just a few more months away, and whenever I find myself wavering, I will remind myself about you and get back on track. I want to do this for you and for everyone who's fighting it.
Just me,
Mahathi
