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I hate you death………………

I hate you,
I hate you,
From the bottom of my heart
coz of u, I from them depart.

*****************2nd June,2015 ****************************************************

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RIP Babaji

I hate you,
I hate you,
from the bottom of my heart
coz of u, I from him depart.
Baba ji is what we used to call him,
He was often found sitting in his verandah singing hymns,
He was a guide, a philosopher
He used to share his experiences with all of us,
he was a true fighter,
Often he used to worry about me getting married,
Love, care, trust all that with him he carried.
Today he is on death bed,
closed eyes, in peace, happy and not sad,
he left behind a family, his values, his love and concern
I was not his family, but still I am very much hurt,
coz he was a gem of a person.

*****************Few years Back****************************************************
I hate you,
I hate you,
From the bottom of my heart
coz of u, I from her depart.
I was the apple of her eyes,
She loved me so much that she could never see me cry.
And now I cry often, coz I am broken.
She is no more with me, coz u have got her stolen
I lost her to u at the age when she wanted to be pampered,
My lovely, beautiful, grandmother,
I lost her to u at the age when I wanted to be with her,
I wanted delicacies made by her to savor.
I wanted her to help me when I was in dither.
You snatched her away from me for forever,
I miss her and cry for I now can’t see her.

I hate you,
I hate you,
From the bottom of my heart
Coz of u, I from him depart.
We used to go for a walk.
Together in the park.
Often we were seen in the vegetable market,
carrying a hand woven basket.
He used to tell me stories,
of Ram,Raheem and history,
he was my gaurdian and savior
I miss you my dear grandfather


I hate you,
I hate you,
from the bottom of my heart
coz of u, I from them depart.
U left me alone,
coz my loved one’s are gone.
you took them away from me,
I have spent endless nights longing for them,
who were so close to me,
your selfish act needs to be condemned,
How cruel you could be,
leaving a family to bereave
you won’t be able to understand the pain,
of seeing a lifeless body who would never speak again.
you won’t be able to understand the pain of somebody,
who is victim of your cruelty.
You are heartless,
you leave a vacuum in our heart and fill it with darkness

I hate you,
I hate you,
from the bottom of my heart
coz of u, I from them depart.

PS: Today I lost somebody who was not our family but more than our family. RIP Babaji.:(

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A belated Obituary

Today I woke up to a not so fresh morning , not so happy morning. I had nothing to do, so came online and saw my old friend online. While doing chitchat with her ,I got to know that her father passed away in september ,suddenly and unexpectedly .

I had a chance to met her father once or twice, when I was sharing flat with my friend in Pune. He was so friendly, smiling , caring ,retired from Merchant navvy.

Though I never had a chance to talk to him after I moved out from that flat ,but he always used to be a part of discussion whenever I used to talk to her.
He was a great father , every girl would love and wish to have a father like him. He was a pillar of support for his two daughters who stood by them all the time.

Being a father of girls seems to be a taboo in India , people often say who would take care of you when you will grow old etc ,but he was proud of his daughters.
While looking for a suitable guy for his daughters , he met so many guys who wanted dowry instead of a girl,but he knew values ,thought process and other criteria are more important than any other thing. He could have given dowry and got her daughters married ,but he didn’t. He always supported her daughters in whatever they wanted , because of this only ,his daughters are so successful in their careers today. He made them financially strong, he gave them values , he gave them courage to face the fake world and their irrelevant customs.

Today when I am using past tense to write about him , I am feeling bad, her loss is irreparable , but I am sure she will live up to his expectations all her life. She will make her parents more proud and her father is still smiling to see her ,taking care of her mother and sister.

I wish , world may have few more fathers like him , who are against dowry , who treat their girls like their son , marriage is not the only thing in their mind for their daughters but making them independent, instead of saving money to buy them a groom, I wish they gave their daughters , courage to face the world alone, they teach their daughters not to compromise on values,love to take care of people around them ,just like Uncle Did.

RIP Uncle (Return if Possible)

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Love and MacD Burger

One evening , was walking through the busy road of  Pune with a Mac D burger in my hand , I was , somewhat in a dismal state , not happy , missing something , The burger in my hand could not make me happy , I just felt like getting rid of that burger . So decision was being taken to give the burger to some one more needy of it , Why not to the little girl who was sitting on the other side of  the road. She seemed to be very weak and hungry too. Her hair were not tied up ,she was wearing  very dirty clothes but despite her dirty clothes , her untied, unwashed hair , her face was attractive , there was a innocence on her face which generally is missing in these day’s children. I have seen so many little one’s begging and they are way too smart , they will say you bad words if you don’t give them 1 or 2 rupees. Recently a small girl came to me and asked for money  I  asked  her to go and you wont believe she got angry over me and said “chal Kanjoos “. I was shocked. So these are today’s generation ,but there was something magical in that girl which forced me to offer her the burger in my hand.
I offered her , she smiled and kept the same in her Bag , I was startled and confused , Why she kept that in her bag .I could not stop my self asking her the reason for the same. “Why have you kept the burger in your bag , Eat it “bachche” , It’s hot and I am sure you will like it and will ask for more”. She replied ” I will have it with my family”.
I was speechless for some time not knowing what to say and then I smiled . The sad state in which I was vanished and I felt relaxed. I knew now, the reason, the thing I was missing. I was missing my family. The warmth ,affection ,care and love of my family. The little girl made me realize , No burger , No place no  money , in fact nothing can override/replace the Love of family. The best thing in life is love. Her love for her family was much more bigger than her hunger much more than tempting than the burger , even with the yummy burger in her possession , she was not tempted . She knew if we share that little burger we will have more fun , rather than having it alone.
Does this happen with you also Have you also thought that …..
It would be more fun in a small car with all family in sitting and adjusting !!!
A small one room to share with each other and rather than being alone in a Big room !!!
All watching a good old or everyone’s favourite movie on a sunday at home  cracking jokes rather than watching in a big multiplex !!!
A small “gol gappe” wala thela rather than a Big restaurant where you can’t even laught at the fear of being seen by others !!!

I know about myself , I would prefer having a cup of tea with my mom at my home rather than having a coffee at CCD.
What about you ????