Hi muku mouli.
Today morning we went back to the burial ground for the last rituals of picking up the bone remains...as I started to identify the bones in the ash remains his hand bones were clearly visible as and I remembered those strong hands which I held so tightly when I was a kid when he taught me how to walk..then I picked up those leg bones and the artificial implant and I remembered his tall frame which was a symbol of strength to me. Whatever I am today is mostly what he taught me..I did not learn from of him business of this world and the sophisticated art of money management that his son (appu) picked up but I learnt from him the art of seeing through most complicated pictures...what lies beneath...the art of identifying the simple facts wrapped in complex algorithms. I learnt from him the sense of humor which comes as a rescue in odd times.
With him accompanying him I have attended many funerals and the last one I remembered was of your beloved mama (kutum) I was very very upset..I came back from the stage where saurav was performing the rites and sat with him..clearly remember that he said that now the soul has moved forward and entered the new plane...and asked me to be calm and pray for his next journey..the same way he consoled me at the time biji's final rites..I kept weeping profusely when we laid his quite and still body on to the funeral pyre. And I kept weeping coz there was no one there to console me this time...muku mouli I really wish I could hold your hands and share my grief..it is a tremendous loss for me...it wish that my Tayaji's soul finds utmost peace in bakunth dhaam..
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