On the 2nd of Sept, I had picked up the book “Who will cry when you die.” My wife had bought a book last week. She said she bought it because she saw the first page which talked about loss. I called my wife yesterday after getting into the car and said, ” I am on my way home “. She said, “You were supposed to come tomorrow”. I had an internal chatter and took a deep breath and moved onto the next topic. What I didn’t tell her was how much I wanted to be with her and family on the next day which is Sept 5th. Call it teeter-totter Sept 5th.
The day I met her for the first time and ironically the day she lost her dearest soul. I saw him in Delhi sometime in Oct 2001. He was a teenage boy. I still recollect how he ate those fish cutlets when it was my second visit to my in-law’s house after I met her in Trivandrum. This day will remain in our life as an irony. As a life partner we signed up for a permanent relationship but with my brother-in-law, it was a temporary relationship, unfortunately.
I observed during the last one year, that my daughter recollected one-day scenes from her childhood, during our Delhi days with him, as he used to take care of her when all of us used to go to work. I heard from my wife that he was unable to accept how she agreed to marry me just after a 30-minute conversation and decide to live with me for the entire life. We both used to laugh over it as well. I recollect those days when I admired his linguistic capabilities and his amazing written and oral communication skills. Every time I see an Ahmedabad flight and every time I see that ambulance corner when I cross that junction while I go to the airport, I recollect the final journey. He was a simple, nice, good human being whose time came much before and we as a family grieve on this day the enormous loss.
Whenever I heard this year the song ” Kaise Kategi Zindagi Teri Bagair” by Mohd Raffi and verses from the song Aaj Jaane Ki Zid Na Karo by Fayaaz Hashmi, “Waqt ki qaid me Zindagi hai Magar” I had moving images of him. We as a family will continue to be reminded of his loss through the recollection of his incidents, songs about enduring loss, and narratives from the books that conveys a deeper meaning on our time available in this planet
We pay homage to him as he remains in our heart forever. I was reminded of his loss when I read this poem by Robert Frost:
Very emotional story. So painful to hear his sudden demise buddy. You have shown your love and affection for the young man through your blog. Well written buddy.
Vinod very well spun… extremely touching and definitely a remi nder that not even relationships are permanent…a thought difficult to digest yet a harsh reality.
A heartfelt tribute … So well potrsyed and tugs at the heart. Thanks Vinod.