Farewell

Just when you feel that finally things are working out and you begin to dream about a pleasant future, plan how the coming years are going to be, all it takes is a second to make it all come crashing down. Yes, one painful second that can change your life forever. That second of helplessness when you are hearing those dreaded words, praying to God all the while that somehow some miracle can happen, time can stop or go back a bit or somehow you can win this loosing battle, you realize how one second and one five letter word can bring your world crashing down.

The realization sets in that you might never be able see that adorable face again. There were so many things that were yet to be done, yet to be said. You realize that all the things that you fought over were so trivial and that you’ll let her have her way all the time, only if she could come back. You’d listen to her all time and always do whatever she says, only if she could come back.

There are so many questions brewing up in your mind at this point of time. All the talk about fairness and justice and God being with you all the time. That whatever God does is for the best. Just tell me, where is the fairness and justice in God taking away someone who is so young, who just started her life, married nine months ago, who believed in him and prayed to Him every day. Where is the fairness and justice for a boy who was building a life for himself, was getting responsible and had left all bad habits purely for the love of his life? Where is the fairness and justice by taking away all that he lived for?

I guess there are no answers to these questions but the only thing that I can take solace in is that maybe she was God’s favorite child and she’s with Him now, in a much better place. Wherever you are, I pray and wish that it’s a much better place and you are much happier there. It was indeed an honor and privilege to be able to be a part of your life for whatever little time I could.

I’ll really miss you a lot Bhabhi.

Just a Thought: Two

Being on the other side of the table never hurt so much.

Letting Go

The more one begins to loose control over things, the harder one tries to grab it. It’s very interesting to observe how people begin to behave once they begin to feel that they are loosing power over something/somebody they once controlled. Take the case of people who are at the helm of affairs and are nearing their retirement. It gives them nightmares to think of the day when they’ll have to step down and get lost into the by lanes of anonymity, struggling to find a way back into the main stream. Similarly, the patriarchs of the family find it very hard to accept that the next generation is ready to take over and capable of taking decisions. It’s very difficult for them to decentralize the decision making process as they begin to feel that they are loosing their importance in the family.

It’s not a very desirable position to be in but like it or not everyone has to deal with it one day. The more prepared one is to do this, the easier it becomes to let go. This is precisely why the world stands up and takes notice (maybe even appreciates) people who have the courage to realize that it’s time to go and gracefully hand over the reigns they had controlled so far. It’s not easy to hand over your “baby” to someone else but then it’s better to walk away than to spoil your child’s future. Maybe letting go is the best option for the “baby” and for you.

These are difficult situations to be in and I hope that when my time comes I’m able to behave in a manner that is line with what the situation demands. After all letting go is much tougher than holding on.