The Grip of the Past

The book The Grip of the Past is the memoir of an exile that shaped the destiny of a man who could not let go of his regrets for what had been taken away from him. It is an endearing story of someone who struggles to lead a normal life while hiding his emotional yearnings. It highlights the complexity of human nature and the fragility of life.

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there, I did not die.

(Mary Elizabeth Frye)