It was November 13th, 2003 at KALIGHAT:
It was 9 o'clock in the morning I drove this young LALU for his morning toilet.
I felt like I had a piece of crystal in my hands. He had only the bones and the skin.
At 1 pm the sisters demanded that I take a break. They had prepared a meal for me on the first floor. I had lunch at the slingshot and when I came down LALU was waiting for me to die.
This is the first time that I lived this experience of accompaniment at the end of life!
It was my first year in Calcutta.