Sunday, January 30, 2005

He Lives in me!

Even though this is my second post, it’s my first proper blog…it’s about how a person is a major part of your life even if he or she is no more.

There is one such special person in my life. My Grandfather! (My mother’s dad) and this blog is dedicated to him. I don’t think just the phrase “He was a great man” would do enough justice to him. A highly educated person got his doctoral degree in the University of Manchester. A very religious person, he was a great devotee of Lord Hanuman and Lord Rama and he used to have photos of these two Gods in his room during his study at Manchester and regularly pray.

A well-traveled person, who had a passion for photography, he had his own projector and countless number of slides of different cities in the world. Traveled widely in places like Japan, Egypt and England. He loved to collect post cards, and I own the whole bunch now, including his camera’s and other equipments.

Married at a very young age he had the strength to reach new heights in education without neglecting his family. He was the father of a son and three daughters, apart from which he took care of many other members of the joint family as his own.

Life did not treat him the best way, but he was no less strong, fighting it to his best efforts, he lost his only son when my uncle was only in his teens. Even though my uncle was ailing ever since he was born, suffering from frequent attacks of fits, the hope and the struggle to keep him alive was immense.

A highly social and friendly person would conduct bajjans at home every week, so that people could come together and pray. A very disciplined person with, respect for everyone and responsibility for his own actions. Even though he was so educated, experienced with high contacts did not go for popularity, money or big titles behind his name, which he could have got with minimum effort. But that was not his priority in life.

The gardener, cook and the servant of the house still talk his praises. How many of us praise our bosses? You can see the sparkle in their eyes when you talk to them about him and they still visit us to pay their respects to him. Their tears during his death were as genuine as the ones from his own family.

His nephews and nieces (that is my mom’s cousins) look up to him with as much respect as they showed to their own parents, and sometimes attribute their success to his support.

Its unbelievable that how a person can be so knowledgeable, spiritual, morally sound, modest, dynamic, social, passionate, dedicated to family and society and more importantly strong even when life isn’t very nice to him.

I wish I could have just met him at least once! Yes! He passed away even before I was born. But still he plays an important part of my life. Every major decision I make, I would just imagine how he would feel about it and decide accordingly. Every joyful moment I have I wish I could have shared it with him. Every sad moment I had I wish I could fall back to that one strong person for moral support. I still feel his presence around me even if he isn’t alive. Surprising how a person’s name lives even after he dies…and it has made an impact on me! Like in fairy tales, if I was granted a wish…I would be to see my grandfather alive and see how proud or not so proud he is about me being his grand daughter. Love you Grandpa! You make a difference in my life!

Saturday, January 29, 2005

All Set to Blog!!!

This blog is going to be my cyber space to all my thoughts…. My friends say that I think so much that they wonder how I have that much space in my head…before it gets too heavy let me archive some here…

If you are thinking of visiting my blog page quite often…I sure should warn you that I write as much as I talk…and people who know me well can see that as a warning! In spite of that if you wish to visit often…then I should say I am honored!!

I encourage you to give me your opinions about my thoughts…. I appreciate it very much when people forthrightly tell me I’m wrong …and I assure you that I’ll send my ego to exile and accept my fault after seeing sense in your argument.

So I'm all set!