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this week has been one of those that comes about once in a lifetime.
well my grandmother (Badi Amma) could only have died once.......
Dadi aged 15
This is how I'd like to remember her... the way one remembers a beautiful person


This is not so much about her as it is about a sensitization with death and the mortal coil. I'm nowhere near attaining Moksha with the way things stand at this time. But  here's the set of thoughts in this head...


I see a new face of life every day.This time I saw death.

My camera stayed in its bag as I let the mind' eye record all that went on. A part of me wants to describe a lot of emotions verbatim as i felt them. Another part of me says that this blog is read by people of all ages. Sensitivity creeps in.

I had not spoken with my Granny for sometime now. A host of reasons abound but that's the way it was. I loved her in my own way - without saying that it was as much love as it should have been. Her death is my loss since I couldn't set a lot of things right. Every family has it's sets of internal fissures and frictions. Ours is no different. And she thrived on it. She got cannier as age went by - experience they call it.

When I grow older and we have kids and they have theirs - I trust my grandchildren will remember me better. The way I remember my Nana and Nani. When we have kids we will raise them as my folks raised Tina and I with the capacity to think freely and act as such. I trust I shall never have to raise a hand on them, like my father before me and unlike his father before him. I hope our children never have to run away from home to become something in life. We will cherish their dreams as ours rather than impose on them and force extreme measures at their end. I promise to love all grandchildren equally no matter how much money their parents have. Also hope that Sups and I will love all our kids equally and not differentiate on the basis of gender or their financial status'.
I trust my Dada-Dadi are listening in on this lil piece of conversation.... will help them in their next cycle on earth...

taking about an eulogy!!

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