Gurdial Singh Tag

Today was Papa Ji's funeral. His wisdom and love made me who I am -- and inspired Divided We Fall. I stood before his casket adorned with flowers, where his face shone regal in a red turban, and gazed out at a hundred people who had gathered in the small chapel. I never write down what I will say before an audience, but today, I knew I needed to draw courage from words on paper.  I clutched the pages and spoke through the tears: My Beautiful Papa Ji, In the beginning, there