It was just a minute ago that you were talking about my deteriorating condition and here I am sitting right beside myself watching all of you from this newly acquired form of mine.
Life is very unpredictable and startlingly miraculous. Isn’t it?
Look at the irony of life…
I helped you start your physical journey on this plane and today you will help me end mine.
The doctor had then told me, “Can you hear the heart beat?”. The doctor today told you, “I can’t hear the heart beat.”
I lay in a single place when I delivered you and held you in my arms for the first time, while right now you are running around making arrangements for my departure; my last journey.
Back then, I informed everybody of your arrival into my life and today you are informing people of my departure from your life.
I cleaned your diapers when you were a baby and now you are helping the nurse remove my catheter and food pipes.
I made you sleep on the cosiest of beds and held you in my arms for as long as I could and today you are placing my body on the floor with my feet in the south direction.
Till just about a few months ago I made gola bhaat and anaarse for you and now you are deciding upon what to put in my mouth as I bid good bye to this world.
The day of your arrival was the happiest day of my life and the day of my departure seems to be the saddest day of your life.
Life is a perfect mix of the best and the worst my dear children and that is how God has made it.
But some things in life can neither be ignored nor postponed. You have to face them. And, the death of a loved one is one of those things.
I might not be there in your life when you see the first rays of the early morning sun tomorrow, but my memories, my teachings, my lessons and most importantly my undying love and blessings will be with you till eternity.
Whenever you miss me, don’t shed tears, just pray to God for my spiritual well-being and I will be happy in my new abode.
Happy to re-unite with your loving father whom I had been waiting to meet since past 25 years.
I lost my paternal grandmother, Aaji, aged 87 years, an hour ago and I was feeling very restless and heavy since the moment I got the news of her demise. I paused for a moment to get into her shoes and tried to feel/think what her soul must be feeling at the moment, and then this letter came into writing.
Please pray for the departed soul of my Aaji, who battled for life for 11 days in an unconscious state, and most surely must have found her well deserved place in the Brighter World, in the loving care of the Almighty.
“May Your Soul Rest In Peace, Aaji.”