I don’t know about you, but days after LKY’s passing, I’m still trying to pick up the pieces. I do not know LKY personally, but his death had left me with sorrow as deep as if he were my family. During the past week, everyone in my family was affected. Clothes were left unwashed and un-ironed. The floor was not swept. The letter box was left unopened. Food was bland and dry as Mom was in no mood to cook. All we wanted to do was to drop whatever we did and read the papers and