Rudra Raj Sookdeo, died 2019-05-20, 43 years old.
I woke up at 2.00am on Monday 20th May 2019 as I had to prepare lunch for my son. He woke up and started to get ready for work. After he finished dressing for work, I had already packed his lunch. He took his lunch and placed it in his lunch bag. I made a cup of coffee for him which he drank. He said to me, “Honey bunny,” the name he called me,” I’m ready to leave.”
We hugged, kissed and said, “I love you,” to each other. This is a norm at our home as each of us would say, “I love you,” every single day. He left for work but before he left, he told me to go inside for I have a habit of watching their vehicles go around the corner but he said, “No, go inside.” I did do so but I wasn’t pleased.
I went back to sleep. It was about 4.45am when I got a phone call. One of his co-workers called and told me that Rudra got into a small accident. I asked him where it happened and he said on O’Meara Rd by Food Basket. I told him that I had to call my other children and tell them. We all went down to the site and the place was very clean as if there was never an accident. All I saw was my son’s vehicle going on a tow truck.
My other son never told me that his brother had died. When we went to his sister’s home, he told her and I saw their reactions. I knew that my son had died and his body was already taken to the mortuary. My son enquired about what had happened and they told him to go to the Arima Police Station. There we got little information and we were told to go to Mt. Hope Hospital to do an autopsy. When we got there, they told us that we will not get the type of information that we need, we had to go to Forensic Science Centre.
We all went there and they told us to come and identify his body. That was the hardest thing for me to do as a mother. When I saw my son, I couldn’t believe that I would see my son lying on a stretcher dead. I screamed my life out. I am still traumatised. I cannot come to terms with this.
He was killed by a drunk driver who crossed the median, the car struck a light pole, uprooted a tree and crashed into my son’s vehicle on the opposite side killing him om impact. I pray that nobody suffers this same fate by losing a very beloved son who was the most loving and caring person in this whole wide world.
Story of a grieving mom, brother, sisters, brothers-in law, sister-in-law, nephews, aunties, uncles, cousins and many many friends.