Embodiments of Love!
Am I alone?
Or am I feeling
lonely?
Many have already
left for their home;
Rekha’s parents are
chatting with her.
They also are leaving
now; “Rahul, sorry, we need to go; take care; things happen as designed”
Gone
“Rahul, are you on
leave?”
“No mamma”
“Are you okay?”
“I will make rasam
with pepper; you will be alright”
“Okay maa”
The above is one of the many dialogues I and mother had;
Tears are rolling down the cheeks;
“Rahul, I need to go to office; there is an important meeting;
sorry”
“Okay, carry on”
I am really alone;
There is nobody to talk to;
Rekha is gone.
I visit mother’s room; there are many books; I find a diary;
Can’t I be whole?
No, with imperfections, I cannot be a perfected soul;
One page reads like this:
“I do not want to survive as an unwanted entity; old age is a
curse. I feel like a half dried rug - with all its purpose rung out; all are
busy; my phone never rings; even when I call, they excuse and disconnect fast.;
what is the purpose of my existence?”
“Oh my God?Mother also has undergone such a torture”
“Should I turn religious to escape the nightmare?”
“This phenomenon will happen to me also; names may change; what do I do?”
धन्यवाद:
See
you in the next episode
With
lots of love
श्वस्ति , मङ्गलं भूयात्
राजगोपालः
rajagopal
26/03/2016