Monday, February 22, 2016
Saturday, February 20, 2016
From this moment on...
There are innumerable moments in
life but remembering one particular moment where I took oath to do or not
something is pretty hard to recollect. I haven’t took anything serious to
remember a moment but there are certain places, in the journey of life, the
collection of phases from different time moment converts me to be like this and
that. I love traveling from the beginning and I could not sleep well (in the
excitement) whenever I know I’m going to travel by next day but until 2006 or
before started bogging I wasn’t passionate on traveling. I bought internet
connection in 2003-04 mainly for learning about places and checking it
virtually as I could not go to see all the places due to my immobility, at
least let me explore the places online.
Pic by Jeevan |
In Dec 2005, we bought an
apartment flat and moved out of our native house, and during that event my
uncle captured some photos with his digital camera which I uploaded in my
computer and shared on the blog. This was the turning point and the feel I got
by sharing photos and friend’s feedback inspired me to show more interest on
photography. Then on I kept looking forward for a camera to shoot and share. At
this moment, understanding my interest, my cousin’s conveyed my desire to his
father who in return giveaway his camera to me and thus began the journey, the
inspiration for the travel. The May 2006 Kodaikanal vacation ignites both the
interest and rather taking portraits and group photos my passion for nature
shoot began there.
But the real excitement of
photography and traveling begin in year 2008, when I upgraded to 8 megapixel
camera from the mere 3 mp and the micro mode in that makes feel delight shooting
items on close distance and getting enriched detail. The Valparai visit on the
same year was my first adventure travel and wild shooting. And writing about my
experience and narrating the stories of traveling was another exciting phase I
always look forward to relive the moments through words and photos. To say from
this moment on, photography and traveling has transformed my intention of
living and my blogging style also become different from just knowledge and
facts based posts. And to say from this moment on, blogging has changed me so much
and gave some hope to look forward in life.
For A Week for Writing: Prompt 97 - From this moment on
For A Week for Writing: Prompt 97 - From this moment on
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Sunbeam
image:google |
a sunbeam peeking into my bedroom
through the window’s pane
trying hard to reveal my secrets
without knowing it has censor panels.
Perhaps in the wildest of dream
anything is possible, under the blanket,
unless you become a partner in life
whoever it may be – even the sunbeam
doesn’t have the privilege to unveil.
anything is possible, under the blanket,
unless you become a partner in life
whoever it may be – even the sunbeam
doesn’t have the privilege to unveil.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
A walk back in memory and demise of my friend’s father!
One of my childhood friends
father passed away on Friday and he’s not only my friend’s father but a long
time neighbor and family friends whose relationship were grown from my
grandparents generation. Karthi and Vela are our (me and bro) best childhood
friends and our friendship lasted for very long time but only Karthi was in
touch with me and even after we shifted our home a decade back we used to
enquire every time meeting either. But after shifted back to the neighborhood
(close to our native house here) a year back, I happen to meet him often while
coming around the neighborhood in the wheelchair by evenings, and I also meet
his father while crossing his home where he used to be reading newspaper
sitting outside his home. I can’t believe he’s no more! Even few days before
his death, he inquired me on walk – what they refer me to be out in wheelchair
and he showed no sign of demise. A severe cardiac arrest, all of sudden, ceased
his breath.
To describe our relationship, I
need to go back to the childhood days and back from school most of our evenings
were spent at their home front (which was at our backstreet), playing with our
best friends – Karthi and Vela. During those times he used to come back from
work, pedalling his bicycle but we continue engage with the play and I showed
little or no attention towards him unlike his bike. He was working in a private
company and his only mode of commute to work was in bicycle, the traditional
one aka utility bicycle. A classmate of my uncle (dad’s brother), he’s a very
family man and irrelevant to anything outside his family and showed great care
for his children and though economically backward he was more concern about
their studies and health. For any ailment he would take them to the ESI
(Employees’ State Insurance) hospital, which is a self-financing social
security and health insurance scheme for Indian workers with less income. Placing
one in front and back, he used to pedal them to the hospital. The way he fed
his son with cough syrup is still vivid in my memories J
His elder son and my friend Vela
is a very intelligent student and so bright in studies. I have seen him even
correcting his classmates’ exam notes that were given to him by their school
teacher and he was such genuine in his assignment showing no favor to anyone even
if they are his close friends. Being family friends, his father treated us no
different and we even had fun playing at their bed room, jumping here and there
and he never scold us anyone. One time, he took me to beach along with his sons
in the bicycle; putting his younger one in the baby seat in front; me and Vela
shared the rear carrier. We had fun playing at the beach sand and the duo went
against the waves to take bath in sea and a scare being, I decided to stay back
in shore taking care of their things while they enjoy the waves. Anytime he
sees me, he never fails to enquire and also tease me sometime with nothing ill
inside. Moreover, I ever seen him serious and an easy going personality really
makes me wonder what cause him heart attack. I know a person’s attitude doesn’t
expose on his health but ignorance plays an important role and being unaware of
the causes and symptoms of heart attack pull us into trouble that leads to
nothing but death.
I know he has experienced mild
stroke in past that forced him to drop his security job, after the company he
worked was shut down or he left the job. The only complaint or disappoint I
hold for him was that he stayed away from his mother due to some personal
regrets related to their transformation from thatched house to a concrete floor.
I have watched through their building home and destruction of the former, but
my connectivity with the friends (Karthi and Vela) and visit to their house has
diminished slowly as my mobility become restricted, the diversion in lifestyle
brought each ends loose and tied somewhere. But shifting back to the native
neighborhood makes me feel of reconnecting and creates chances to keep in
touch… but I didn’t expect this disconnection from him quite. I really forget
to say about his wife, who has been a great support to their family not only by
love and affection and caring but also economically she aided by grinding flours
to others who can’t do themselves at their
home. Hope his family and my
friends gather strength to bear his lose.
Friday, February 12, 2016
Carnation of India
In our previous house, we had
couple of Crape Jasmines aka Moonlight or Carnation of India along the side
walk. Native to India, the evergreen shrubs thrive with beautiful pinwheel
shaped flowers has dark green leaves and pointed edge. Also known as Nandiar
Vattai in Tamil, the shrub grows up to 4-6 feet in height with spread of 6 feet,
blooms throughout the year and has flowers in 5 petals clustered to the stem
tips. The roots and stem of the shrub has multiple medical benefits and
interestingly the flowers of the single form are unscented rather than the
double form with pleasant fragrance!
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Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Dream of Love
I know she will never exist
but I continue to dream about her
and she is my best companion
and diversion from distress.
but I continue to dream about her
and she is my best companion
and diversion from distress.
It’s a dream that not come while asleep
but keep me awake even at sleeping state,
a shadow continue to steal my space
whether it was sunlight or moonlit.
but keep me awake even at sleeping state,
a shadow continue to steal my space
whether it was sunlight or moonlit.
I’m uncertain about her physique
but she’s beautiful in every aspect
adapting modernity and tradition,
bearing a mind-set closely exists to mine.
but she’s beautiful in every aspect
adapting modernity and tradition,
bearing a mind-set closely exists to mine.
There’s love, embrace and understanding
but I continue to look forward to her
to begin a course of romance
at our secret meets at street end café.
but I continue to look forward to her
to begin a course of romance
at our secret meets at street end café.
Monday, February 08, 2016
RGB Monday
I see more than a shade of red, green and blue there!
(Click pic for enlarge) |
The picture was shot at
Kodaikanal pointing at a shop that sells cloths along the Lake Road, and looks
like the salesman was looking for customer. It was late evening when I shot the
photo, while waiting opposite to the shop to have some tea in the cold weather
and the shop was illuminated and the cloths
where enhancing to shoot in different colors. Being a hill-station the shop
sells dresses that suit for cold season and you could see t-shirts, sweaters, jackets
and jerkins there and he also sells colorful scarfs to wear around the neck.
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Saturday, February 06, 2016
Indian Palm Squirrel
On a palm tree! The picture was shot
at my previous house and the squirrel was running vertically up and down on the coconut palm tree of the neighbor's. The Indian palm squirrel also known as three-striped palm squirrel, is a species of rodent in the family of Sciuridae and it is found naturally in India and Sri Lanka.
I think Saturdays and squirrels
have a link between, because I listening to squirrels chitter mostly on Saturdays.
It doesn’t begin now, but from the childhood days I happen to listen to squirrels
mostly on Saturdays and that doesn’t mean I don’t hear them on any other days. During
my childhood days my parents usually take us to Anantha
Padmanabha Swami Temple
every Saturday after visiting the Vinayagar temple at Adyar signal, I used to watch
squirrels running here and there and chittering along the corridor.
There’s an almond tree on the
rear of the sanctum from where the squirrels come into the temple premises and
unlike now, the temple used to be empty and calm enough to hear the squirrels shrill
clearly. I also used to pick up the almond leaves that fall to the ground after
being ripen and bring it to home and have breakfast in it as the leaf was big
enough to hold a idly. Sometime I go to tuition on Saturdays (then) and listen
to squirrels chitter from the trees nearby the tuition teacher’s home making a
diversion from studies. Whenever I hear
squirrels chittering and knowing it was Saturday I am linked back to memories
automatically and today is one of those days where I listen to squirrels.
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Friday, February 05, 2016
Friday Review: 49-O
The comedy king of Tamil cinema, Goundamani,
has reappeared in a movie after long back and also led the film titled 49-O. The
movie released in Sep 2015 deals with the state of farmers and fertile lands being
transformed into housing plots though political satire. Goundamani as the protagonist
haven’t come back to do a regular comedy role as hero, which most comedians prefer
do to these day but acted prudentially in a serious character along his counter
dialogues for what he’s famous for.
Goundamani is a genuine farmer
and believes that fertile land is the future, oppose to the farmers decided
to sell their fertile land to a real estate company but their poverty forced
them to go ahead with the decision and later deceived by the company and local
politician. The people realizes their mistake and to help farmers get back
their lands, Goundamani come with a plan of promoting his own fertile land but
instead of making housing plots he develops graveyards, beside the lands of farmers to
block the business of the company.
As another step to regain their fertile
land, they decides to sell their votes instead of politicians fix the amount, usually,
they come up with a sum to be paid for vote. Later they nominate their own candidate
and propagate for his victory against the local politicians… but unfortunately
he was murdered. At that moment, Goundamani starts a pioneering movement and how
did that help them to regain their fertile lands is rest of the story. Like one
man army, Goundamani bears the entire movie and his age isn’t an issue while his
energy level on entertainment front is still adequate.
With simple story, Goundamani’s
strong dialogue delivery and script writing upholds the farmer’s struggles and
political satire as the highlight of the scenario. The land promoters has been
excoriated a lot and much of illusions relevant to the fake promises by them has
been revealed in fun manner. The music/songs and cinematography has been
average, but nothing to complain about and many scenes have been straightforward
so the film concludes in less than 2 hours. The movie is worth watching for the
strong social message that supports the value system of farming and re-entry of
Goundamani - for his political counter!
Btw. 49-O is a rule referred to The
Conduct of Elections Rules in Indian, a procedure to be followed when a valid
voter decides not to cast his vote and decides to record this fact.
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Wednesday, February 03, 2016
Kanniamman Temple, Kovalam
During one of my visits to
Kovalam Beach, near Chennai, I got to capture this temple tower from the
parking lot. The temple called as Kanniamman Kovil is built close to the shore,
though the temple tower looks fading, I find it beautiful along the pretty blue
sky. I was there on a Sunday evening and it was crowded and people where coming
in and out making it look like an exhibition with few merry go around kind of
things. For the people around this area, Kovalam beach is an entertainment place
to spend their Sunday evenings.
Monday, February 01, 2016
RGB Monday
A colorful wall/graffiti near Elliot Beach,
Besant Nagar!
Other day for a change my cousin
took me to the other side of the Elliot beach (an alley between the Governor’s
beach bungalow and Domino’s Pizza near skating ground) where I find this wall pretty
colorful to shoot. The gap was very narrow and only enough for a hatchback to
pass and it was open for the people to reach the kuppam (a fishermen village)
and taking this path took me further closer to the sea from the usual parking lot.
Near the graffiti, I also find a
small house temple, which perhaps the tutelary deity of the people of the
kuppam, and it was too colorful to shoot. The house holds couple of small Ayyanar
statues and other idols encompassed by 4 Sacred fig shrubs.
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Friday, January 29, 2016
Pinkish Orange Flower
Parents brought some flowers for
worship at home and with that I find one of the roses prettier and picked it up
for shoot. Being Friday (a day considered as auspicious for those believe in
religion) and flowers interaction with the day seems to be abundant, so I
decided to share many of my flower photos on this day, while linking it with
Floral Friday Foto theme. I have many photos on flowers, shot during my various travel
to mountains/hill station and from the flowering plants around the home and in neighborhood. I will make a weekly post with one or two flower photos.
Pics shot with galaxy S4 mini |
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Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Surprise Inlet
During last month’s outing on
ECR, we were redirected through Kalpakkam Township perhaps due to some road
work on ECR. But I was really glad for this diversion that takes me around the
beautiful and peaceful environment of the Kalpakkam Township – which was
created for the employees of Madras Atomic Power Station, and this is the
second time I come across this place after 2012. And what I find wonderful this
time was the exit of a backwater channel into the sea.
During my former visit (click here), the
backwater lake come channel was disconnected from the sea by a sandbank and viewed
pretty clam in absence of anyone, even being a noon then but the place looks
like a mini beach now. Perhaps because of the diversion, many people pass the
way stop sometime to enjoy some gentle moment around the bank. Few locals where
fishing on the mouth of the channel, using a fibre boat and some throw bait from
the bridge along the channel.
I was surprised by the sight of sea
waves flowing into the channel and this is first time I was very close to an
active inlet where sea merges with a river/channel. I also admire the beautiful
curves created by the sea waves on either side of the shore and looks like this
change was due of recent rain and flood that let more water into the channel to
break away the sandbank and other barriers. The tree roots and barks on the
shore make certain it was the cause of flood.
The mouth area also has a small
park with benches to sit and relax by watching the seashore or emerged beach. This
place had already impressed me and I wanted to go around the backwater area in
my wheelchair (on the platforms laid around) and also the ambiance of the
township with number of trees for shadow is a delight to pass. With the new park
setting and the opening of channel into the sea want me to go there again and
inspires my already existed wish.
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Birds inside cage! And creating an environment for birds
My cousin had adopted these
birds, which was given to my brother by someone. I denied allowing him to grow
these birds – Budgerigar – at home, not only that I don’t like to see birds in
cage, when they have wings to fly, it also used to smells foul and tiny hair of
their feathers spread around and infectious. It seems these birds don’t know how
to survive if uncaged and let fly into the environment. I remember once a crow
was chasing a budgie (also known as common pet parakeet) in our neighbourhood
which was supposed to be escaped from a cage and these birds seem to breed as
only pets and caged birds, so there experience on the environment is none. These birds are scared being and
the couple of days they had been at our home, made outcries when cats arrive
close to the cage and they all hide inside the pots.
Many misunderstand these birds as
lovebirds, including myself until revealing it (as Budgerigar) through Google search. After I started
to show interest on bird watching, which began with the place/house I shifted
ten years back – with open vegetation in front of the apartment home – though we
aren’t staying over there and the vegetation also turned into an apartment
complex now, I love to see birds in their natural state and environment. My many
visits to the Western Ghats (the second largest and continues range of
mountains next to Himalayas in India) inspired me to look for birds and I have
shoot some of them including the endangered bird species – The Great Indian Hornbill
– which memory is still vivid and I consider it precious!
Being enjoying birds in the natural
environment, couldn’t able me to appreciate birds in cage. I think many buy
these birds are not in state of loving the species, but to maintain a status
and showcase an illusion that they love birds. I’m not complaining, but
expressing my thought and anxious about the birds in cage. There’s a house at
the rear of us, holding couple of cockatiels in cage (the second bird species
that popularity only to the budgerigar as a caged bird) and after shifted their
home they left the birds in charge of following tenant. During the recent
historic rain, the birds were left alone and perhaps suffered since the
resident were out of city, we had no way to check their need but just watched
through the window the bird are alive. I heard the birds where bought to exhibit
to the child of the former whose age was about to be 1! I wonder what the kid
at that age would know about birds.
I think it’s better late than
ever and to preserve the birds left in our environment, the only option is observing
or looking for birds. The tiny species House Sparrows are almost exited the
city, though we complain about mobile towers and others, I feel we haven’t consider
them as a member of our house and we build home for the comfort of our lives
alone leaving no favourable place for them to nest and feed on grains. Perhaps many
of our food habits are transferred to what birds eat – millet – and the price
of them have also risen. Although it doesn’t sound logic, in some way we
rejected birds for them to disappear from the sight and what we really need are
not birds in cage, but to trace back the environment where birds enjoyed the
freedom at cosy and a backyard with chirping birds. Let’s begin with the kids,
teaching them how to enjoy birds in natural state and surroundings.
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Thursday, January 21, 2016
Fence and gated field
Last month I went for an outing with
family on ECR (east coast road) and came via GST (grand southern trunk) road
and during the ride across countryside, I find some gates and the above one was
opposite to where we had our lunch (that we brought from home) beside a village
pump set and well.
The closed gate seems to be the
entry to the paddy field that was fenced around, perhaps to protect from cattle
or marking their plot and field. The gate with lush green paddy fields inside insist
me not to miss the opportunity and being a devote of Good Fences meme, by Run aRound Ranch, wants me to capture it for the series.
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Monday, January 18, 2016
RGB Monday
Mom’s colorful Pongal Kolam (included red, green and blue) drawn
for the harvesting festival – Pongal! Kolam or Rangoli is a pattern drawn (in different
forms) in front of the houses, which is a traditional custom followed by the
people of India esp. the Kolam is a cultural identity of Tamil people and drawing
colorful Kolam in front of the home is considered as auspicious and a sign of
welcome during the festival seasons and events.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Jallikattu, should be banned? I don’t think so…
Though Deepavali is my favourite
festival, and I simply loved it for fireworks and sharing of sweets and snacks,
Pongal is an occasion I quite admire for its significant phase on life. Pongal
is a grand festival in Tamil Nadu that celebrates the thanksgiving of nature
and harvesting season. On this time, farmers set to harvest their fully grown
crops and make Pongal (a dish made by boiling of rice) out of it and dedicate
it to the sun, which is the source of energy for all. Pongal, which celebrated for four days (Jan
14-17), also worships the cattle – which supports human in cultivation for
great productivity – and celebration of bulls, for their endurance and mighty
on tillage. Though tractors and harvesting machines have replaced the man and
animals lately, the small scale farmers are still depend on cattle and I could
see bulls ploughing lands, even today at the outskirts of Chennai. This is the
time people has to understand, however mechanism has developed to help humans
and throw out cattle’s from field, they (bulls) still need to be involved in
farming and cows for milking to sustain them from decline.
Just like bulls used for
ploughing and bullock carts, Jallikattu is a traditional sports (conducted
during the festival of Pongal) where bulls are let loose into an open space
(one by one) and man has to control the bull or grasp it for some time. The
sports has been banned by the Supreme Court for last couple of years, following
the complaint filed by animal welfare activists that bulls are ill-treated
during the training and the event. Even though few days back, the central
government gave a green signal to conduct the sports played according to the
regulations the Supreme Court has formed in its former reports. The Apex Court
has once again ruled out the decision of the central govt. to conduct the event
and the people who have been in great delight (followed by the union govt. consent)
had been disappointed now. I know everyone has an opinion on the sports and
reason to support and oppose and for me this is not just a sports, but a way to
keep alive the bulls and sustain their relationship. Because I believe, only
until the sport is here, the bulls (that are specifically breed for the event)
will continue to exist.
The time I appreciate the animal welfare
activists, for bringing out the cruelty behind this sport and ill-treats while taming
the bulls, upon which the Supreme Court brought some restrictions in conduction
the game in 2007 and until 2014 the event has went formal, taking a dramatic
change in the pattern of its conduct. The event has been captured in
videography thoroughly – to keep certain the rules are followed and bulls aren’t
harmed, and the players, who are subjected to catch the bulls, have given uniform
and are forced to take physical test before entering the ground. Unlike earlier,
where the players and audience are blend with crowed and many who aren’t fit
enough are injured through the cause, and
to prevent this the players and onlookers are separated by a strong
fence now, and the age is also restricted to be between 20 and 40 for those who
like to play. The game’s rules have also been simplified from being insane,
where too many hold on a bull and pulling its tail… the players are allowed to
grasp only the bulls hump and holding there for 30 seconds or run 30 feet from
the entrance (called Vadi Vasal) where the bulls are let loosed.
When things being right and conductors
and players are conscious about the rules, what makes the animal activists asking
for a ban? I am not supporting animals being harmed in anyways, but I strongly
believe without hard work and struggles nothing survives. Bulls are hardworking animals and if we haven’t
let them play and treated in right manner it will becomes weak. Experts believe
that a bull with full vigour breeds strong bovines, and for that these animals
has to be active and endure. And only
till their need is there, the people will keep support the bulls and for those bovines
were the livelihoods keeping them alive and healthy is much needed. Beside these
what bothers me more was the survival of bulls! A question rises in me, what is
the state of bulls if the Jallikattu is prevented? Or any kinds of activity
that involve bulls are restrained? Just being conscious that no animals (the
domesticated) are harmed is enough to preserve them? The noted cattle species
Kangeyam, an indigenous breed of India, is on the verge of life along with many
other species. It’s easy for us to support animal’s welfare and look after our job,
which does not involve cattle and it won’t going to bother us further. But for
farmers, the animal’s welfare as well the survival of bulls is very important
on the race.
The tradition and culture can be transformed
according the comfort of life, unless it has nothing meaningful. I don’t see
Jallikattu as just the traditional courageous sports, but ways to keep sustain
the bulls and active their breed. According to Kala Karthi, Jallikatu is
created not for the sports, but for training the users in controlling their bovines.
Though I am not sure about the tradition behind it, the Jallikattu is perhaps created
to showcase manpower and used as a platform to marry the virgin by taming the
bull that reared by her family. Today it is played (maybe) to sustain the practice/tradition
and existence of bulls!
Saturday, January 09, 2016
Flood relief or payment to vote?
Why should everyone get flood
relief amount when really haven’t affected? Life get affected during the season of rain is
normal, though the past season had been terrific and almost everyone undergone
an experience on first, but there are certain areas and people where the affect
has been least and at some places there was only power cut and was back to
normal in 2-3 days. Are they (the govt.) conducting survey on really who are
affected? I think two third of the relief amount goes to unaffected and those
experienced trouble are still in need. There are places on the bank of rivers,
canals and lakes lost away nearly everything and how come this minimum amount
of Rs.5000-10,000 is enough to bring back their lives to normal? Govt. should
cut off giving relief even to people staying above two stories with no record
of flood in their area or home and the amount should be added to those severely
affected.
Though we are one of the affected
houses, experienced flood or water entered the home, we haven’t received the
relief amount yet when many went through plain power outages used the
opportunity and acquired the money. Not that I am envy or against their
attitude of getting money when really haven’t affected, and what affected us is
nothing much compared to those living in low lying areas and on the bank of
rivers. When people make amount like this, the true cause of relief becomes
incomplete and those affected continue to wade through post disaster and
distress. The govt. and officers in charge should understand who really needs
relief and how prior it should be. I just wonder what’s in the mind of
government and although it’s obvious that the relief was given in mind of
upcoming assemble election; this is how people are measured even at the
critical situation like this?
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Thursday, January 07, 2016
Couple of balcony rails
From the houses of neighbors
During my staying in the upper
portion of this house when the torrential rain and flood struck here in the
beginning of December, last year, I got to shoot some photos on the surroundings and find some baloney rails on the neighbor's house and I shot to share on
Good Fences meme, at Run a Round Ranch.
The first one was inspiring to
shoot on, as I find the design and coloring of the rail prettier. The other
one was shot from the house opposite to ours, though it was attractive alike
the former, I like the black rails in backdrop of coconut palms. The resident
of the house has put to dry clothes on cords tied across the railing.
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Sunday, January 03, 2016
Grandfather passed away…
The year had end for us with
greater destruction and sorrow sent down to heart. Missing someone who’s dear,
when we’re looking forward with hope and improvement in health is something
painful to bear. Although my grandfather
wasn’t well for last few months, he continue to show hope through his little
gestures and when the force inside him decides to stop, no one could do
anything and at least he exhale at peace (just like his desire to go home) is
consoling. As you all know my grandfather has been with us until three months
back, though it was for a short term, the time spent with him and grandmother
was precious and never going to replace anything. He’s someone great at expressing
through his eyes and I always see a yearning in his eyes for me. His affection
and care is something very special for me and is always evident through his
eyes. Though he couldn’t’ speak more and make gestures easily, I understand him
quite well (I guess) but I can’t explain how much I loved him and mean to me.
He’s been our great well-wisher and what and where we are today is only because
of his chief intention and selfless being provided us so many advantages in
life.
With my grandparents, during one of our traveling to Valparai |
He had been a hard worker and active
being until he decides to retire from his dairy business. But what brought him
more down was the demise of my uncle in 2001 and just being idle draws greater
setback at his health and a cardiac arrest in later years and expose to
Parkinson’s put him out of action. We never expected him to become so infirmity
as early as 70s (though he died at the age of about 77), while many older than him were
progressing well. I’m one of his concerns to feel regret and many a time he had
felt sorrow for my state of unable. Though the memories of him are immense and
certain things are impossible to forget, and during the days of school, he used
to pick me in his bicycle if I received none. Putting the bags on the
handlebar, he used to pedal me to home taking on pillion since my latter school
was nearby his house. In later days he used to drive me daily to a clinic in T.
Nagar here, where I took Ayurveda treatment for some time. Driving through the
heavy morning traffic is a true venture in his way of driving, and he managed
it only because of the eagerness to see me as a normal being.
He had scolded me and also
embraced at same, as he always had a special attention towards me. Until 2012
he had been traveled with me for many places, as I love doing so, he and
granny had been great companions for us and moreover I enjoyed taking them
along and I also thought they deserve going out, as they spent most of their
lifetime for others comfort and prevented to be outside. Though his bad health
condition is the cause for his loss of life, he has been emotionally disturbed
by others or changes in their attitudes, forgetting whatever he had done and
just for the brief of ego and updating their fake statues, made him feel
anguished. If there’s something to exhibit purity, I think grandparents love
and affection has a large space to accommodate. What the old age people
anticipate from their children, as well as the grand ones was to make feel
comfort, which I think, exists only by reflecting what we receive from them and
that happens through sharing. Though my grandpa’s demise left a deep sadness
and hollow in our lives, the consoling thing was that we had been around him
and also got to spent time back at home (when he was staying with us) before
the unexpected blow.
I know he lived a content life
and his death was also peaceful and concluded without pain. But grandma’s state
really makes us all worry. She has broken down quite when let know grandfather
is no more and also become fragile weeping all the time from the moment doctor
declared his death. Grandfather got a severe heart attack on 30th
night and become unconscious when transferring to hospital where they told he
has died on the way or at home. After years I visited my grandparent’s house to
pay my respect for the grandfather, who was kept at his newly built home, which
was constructed mainly for his comfort of living and grandparent’s moved to
this house only 3 months back. Grandma couldn’t console the loss and the struggles
she took to make certain he’s well and his needs are addressed to become
nothing now make her feel lost. I don’t know how to console her and seeing me
she burst into emotions as she knew how much I love him and they petted me. Wondering
what would have been filled in his mind during the last moment of breath, which
I believe, perhaps, how granny going to accept his destiny? I know it’s
impossible to anticipate feeling better soon from granny, but I do hope she
come up from his loss and lead her remaining life at peace in the embrace of
his dear ones like us.
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