Remembering Angad!

Tonight, 2 years ago he had left us!
In our life, which is more like a train journey, we have passengers who get on with our journey of life.
Till they are with us, they give love and sense of belonging.
One feels we are inseprable !
But the Akal Purakh has diferent plans for every one of us!
We are together only for the time he has ordained us to be together.
And then we depart; getting off the train, leaving behind memories only.
And we just have memories to cling to after that.
We have to respect the Will of Wahe Guru, There is no other way out. He only decides how long we are to be together. But he has given us the faculty to be always with our loved ones, in the way of fond memories. Our loved ones live with us in our memories, as we will live in the memories of our loved ones. What is more important than living together for long is to live happily together !
So that we have fond memories to cherish.
Not to question the Bhana of Akal Purakh , Wahe Guru!
Angad lives in our memories every day.
He lives in his "hand me downs", which my growing daughter now wears.
And in the matter of fact way she tells me its Angad's as if he is still with us.
He lives in the memories of my friends and relatives, who always recall how warm hearted he was to all of them!
He was with us for better part of thirteen years.
He gave us the best of times, with his small but endeavouring antics.
His sitting in the fridge to cool himself. His putting his face in the the tin of flour.
His love for water! He would be every ready to jump into a pool of water.
He was a brave little fellow! The doctors would grimace stitching his wounds, but not he! And I can't even recall how many times he had himeself stitched!
You will with us Angad, for the rest of our lives.
You have given us enough love and affection to us for cherishing!
Rest in peace our ANGAD!

Almost Two Years Since He has Gone!

28 July approaches fast. It will be two years since Angad left us.
He would have been 16 by Oct. The sands of time slip very fast,
as fast as the life ebbing out from Angad infront of my own eyes.
To watch one's dear one being embraced by death is a painful experience.
I still remember vividly the goodbye waving of his hands , lying on the hospital bed, to his Masi , Nani and mom. It was indeed his last goodbye. He was smilling than, his pain having been lulled by the heavy dose of sedatives the doctors had given him.
It was at around 2 PM that his stomach pain had started and in a brief period of 11 hours he was gone. Despite all the latest technology, the humankind boasts of.
He had reached his destination, well in advance than many of us. A little bout of intense pain was all that it required him to be with the Akal Purakh. I don't rememeber him missing bowing to any place of Worship we passed by. With his typical " Babajee Theek Karo" salutation. Mandir, Masjid, Gurudwara were all the same to him. He must be free of pain now. Pain is only for the living! Rest in peace!