I know you are the Soul. But…..!
She conceived again
You gave her kisses
I was still not born
You were so happy
As I came into this world
You took me here and there
I grew so fast
You were proud of me
Introduced me to this world
You were treasure of Joy and Love
You distributed it like a fool
They took it like mad
It never became empty
You did give so much
To all who came your way
You left your body
For me to search you
Where shall I
How shall I
When shall I
Find to meet you again
I know you are the soul
But you left me behind in this world
…….Oh! My Dad!!!
I would not want to share the demise of my father in my Blog. But for the Life that he has lead. But for the Poem I would want to share. But for the man that he was. But for the stock of Love and Joy he had for others. But for he always looked everyone as equal. But for he never expected anything in return. But….
On the third day after the death, almost all family members had come and we all sat in the Central Hall after lunch. Everybody wanted to talk a few words of my Dad, and so it began at around 4pm and continued up to 11 pm. It was touching to know of the memories they had shared with my Dad. He always wanted eligible brides and bridegrooms in the family to get married. He would find suitable match for them and would arrange the sorts. He had three great grand sons and had wished to arrange their marriage also. Even being the third day, we all laughed so much; and that’s what my Dad always wanted us to be happy and altogether.
I was born and brought up in a Joint Family of nearly 50 people around. As time has passed by, the family has made divisions and now some are nuclear families. Putting all together it may cross 150 people now. Who live all over India and some abroad.
My father was 84 Years old and lived in the main house. My mother is 80 years old now and they both had 64 years of full married life. Everybody would visit the place with a right and would enjoy whatever is there in the kitchen. My cousins and all close to the family would meet at intervals and have meetings in the central hall; some would cut jokes, mimicry, etc; we did used to have real fun. When I was a child until recently (about two decades back) the kitchen was one and now they have become around more than ten.
In India decades back it was very common to see Joint Families, wherein we would find Grand Parents, Parents, Uncles, Aunts, Sisters, Brothers, Cousins and Children from all ages to new born ones. What a wonderful set up that was. You would get opportunities to know and share love, emotions and feelings. What a tremendous secured feeling that would always give; especially to the women and children in the family.
This is for Me, You and Everyone who love their Dad.
- The Death came suddenly as a blow due to the Heart and breathlessness on 25th Sept 2015
- Funeral took place on 26th among a big gathering of known people
- Third Day rituals performed on 27th Sept 2015
- 11th of Oct 2015 we are having a Public “SMARANOTSAVA” in which so many people shall talk on their remembrances, thereafter it shall be followed by a Music concert and Lunch.
In the Kannada, Sanskrit or any Indian Language you can form one single word using more than two or even four words at a time which would tell the meaning of all the four words. Likewise the word “Smaranotsava” above is a combination of two words- ‘Samrana’ – means remembrance and ‘Utsava’ – means festival, both in combination means a festival of remembrance.
11th October 2015 SMARANOTSAVA PICTURES