Saturday 27 December 2014

Balderdash



   So many days,so many emotions,so many encounters,so many experiences!Just when you think that you are mature enough to stay stolid,you are thrown off gear,not knowing what to say or do or even think in a given situation.People walk in ,pass remarks,the atmosphere not conducive for thoughtless acts or gestures.You think that adults can conduct themselves well without guidance,they can be subtle and solemn during an event when there has been a tragedy and for those who have been near and dear to the departed soul carry on so that there is decorum.But for one who observes from a third person's angle,certain behaviour is loathesome.

There are people who wail and weep,there are those with euologies,the "religious"hues-all so meaningless in this heavy grief laden moments for the ones who have known and cared for the one who has now left behind his dear ones with only his memories to hold on to.Yes,some believe all these rites and rituals take the one who has gone from this world directly into the land of the Gods.And that his path into this "Promised land"will be smooth.Is there a heaven or hell?Are all sins committed by one knowingly and unknowingly be forgiven by the All knowing omnipotent One ,just because some ignorant ones just chant without knowing the even the meaning of what comes out of their mouths without any emotion?

After going through these excruciatingly painful hours,I retire to a room, just sit alone, reminicising years spent with the one who now will never return either to entertain or trouble,pray for his soul to rest in peace.Then I feel at peace with myself.

Monday 22 December 2014

My father, thou art in heaven


I remember the piggy back rides I had ,the innumerable stories concocted just for me,the rare but wonderful picnics,the cab rides to show me the X'mas lights,the small ,very small admonishings to correct some of my follies,the gentle guidances when I was muddled in my thoughts and did not know where to turn to-you walked with me a very long distance.I knew you would be there when I turned around for help,you would pick me up if I fell.

There were a million falls.Each time I got up because I knew you were there to steer me clear of troubles and set my path right.In all this,I forgot the intervening years,I forgot that both of us had aged and the roles were reversing and that you needed my support more and more.I did it too with a satisfaction that I was now able to give back something to you though I know I can never repay what you have given me

And then you were gone!The days I tried to nurse you back into a semblance of your former self,how frail you had become,not understanding your situation,not able to do the things you enjoyed doing,not even remotely the brilliant person you always were.I then understood the futility of all our hopes and dreams,all are mirages.All relationships are on shaky grounds and that the best also end quite abruptly.

Appa,I know you have had a purposeful life.You gave your best to everyone who crossed your path.You added value to my life.I donot know if we will ever meet again but I desperately hope we do.Bye,bye,appa!