Sunday, October 10, 2010

Thithi

I've never heard him express a desire or wish for anything. At least I don't remember. The only thing I ever remember my father wish for and openly express is - death. Death at a very special moment. I remember at least one occasion when his entire family was around him - wife, son, daughterinlaw, daughter, soninlaw and grandchildren - laughing, talking, and he lay there in his bed, eyes closed, smiling, with such a look of supreme bliss, and said, "Now, now, this moment, I wish I could die." As if he could freeze that supremely blissful moment eternally if he passed away just then. Unfortunately this was not to be, and he died a torturous, slow, painful death, strapped to machines, blind, suffering and lonely in a hospital bed, four years back. I hope wherever he is today, he is at peace and will find the happiness that was the only thing he ever craved.

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