19 Ramadhan, 1439
A generally sombre day. We attended the wake for my colleague Suseela this afternoon. It was heartening to see so many of her students and ex-students there to pay their respects.
When I first heard that she was ill, not so long ago, I was hopeful, as were we all, that the treatment would be effective and we would see her back with us. It's good that we no longer assume a diagnosis involving some kind of cancer is somehow hopeless, as it seemed to be back when I was a teenager. But this has been a dark reminder of just how difficult the fight can be.