Its been three days since I arrived in Saudi. I'm here for the easter holiday and to spend time with my grandmother since she was sick. Since the day I arrived and till today I didn't enter the room my grandfather used to stay in. I don't think I'm still ready to believe he's gone forever. The place seems dead something is really missing. Even the storeroom is empty, it doesn't have all the things we used to find there. Although he's missing, I am happy to see my grandmother in a good mood since the day we reached. Everybody is moving on I guess.