One of the most shocking revelations I’ve had since my father’s passing is that almost everyone I’ve spoken to about our struggle with Cancer has been able to empathise because of having fought the same battle themselves. While the people I spoke to have experienced it at varying degrees, I…


So many days have passed, but I feel no closer to accepting the passing of my father. I stand at a cliff’s edge, staring out at a dense valley of emotions that I have yet to explore, thus far having made only half hearted efforts at attaining the closure that…


Before my father was diagnosed with Cancer, we only knew it as an abstract concept. It happened to other people, and it sucked.

Chemotherapy.

Baldness.

Survivors.

I could read books about cancer victims relatively dispassionately, feel for the deceased author in the moment, put it down and move on. After…


Soon after I was introduced to the concept of death, I immediately started to fear for my father’s mortality. I would tiptoe to his bedside when he was asleep and observe his breathing to confirm if his chest was rhythmically rising and falling as it should. When I was bold…

Sagar Premkumar

An amateur enthusiast.

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