holdyourthoughts

The sense of loss has not yet gone. Others who have had similar experience insist it takes a while before it does. In one instant the feeling of having lost the roof over your head is not easy to get over. The last few days I was thinking of the lessons that Baba tried to impart to me, sometimes successfully and sometimes not so successfully. Take care of your health Save money. You never know when you will need it. Spend as much time as possible with your family. Very little else matters. Be a good father to your son. Always be there beside him when he needs you. Take life as it comes. With all its ups and downs. Perception matters. It is important to not only be good but also to look good. Work might take to some foreign land, but that is not your home. Home is where you were born. Be particular about your work. Always maintain a checklist of things. He used to maintain a small notebook with him where he noted down things that he had to do. Don't procrastinate. Do things as they ...

Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh. Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because dawn has come. - Rabindranath Tagore Death is the one thing that connects us all. It reminds us that what's really important is who we've touched, how much we've given. It makes us realize that we have to be good to one another. This Friday night baba (father) passed away. We watched TV and then had dinner together that evening. He went into the toilet and when he was not coming out after 10 minutes, ma (mother) knocked on the toilet door and when after a few knocks there was no response, I got a bit alarmed. I pried open the toilet door and there he was, lying down crouched on the floor. I lay him down very very quickly on the floor and tried his pulse. There was none. Ma by that time has called my Uncle (Jethumoni-my father's eld...