When we adopted Nishal, I fostered him 3 months in B'lore before the court order. After Olivier's departure, those weeks alone were rough, and my father quickly came to pay us a visit and meet his first grandson. They loved each other immediately, my father had this magical touch with kids.
These are the kind of moments that I will be holding hard to, during tomorrow's cremation and funeral at Pleaux, Auvergne, land of my ancestors.
PS : right now the baby of this photo is my chauffeur, driving his grandad's car !
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