This was Babuchetten's last sms to me :
"Never blame any day in your life..
Good days give you happiness,
Bad days give you experience,
And worst days give you a lesson…”
It ended with his signature line :
“Good morning and have a great day!”.
And then he left without even saying a good bye...
I wonder how many' good days' he has seen in his life! Certainly not many . Born with the proverbial silver spoon in the mouth, he was soon thrown out of that comfort zone when fate cruelly snatched away his father. Growing up in a joint family with a widowed mother , that too in the shadow of an almost perfect sister must have been tough for this intelligent but rebellious boy. And it showed in more ways than one. Dropped out of college ,gave up a well paying bank job and did all that we would shudder to even think of. He couldn’t careless, not for him the so-called social norms. In that process he rubbed many people on the wrong side.
But ,for some of us at least , Babuchetten was affection personified. All that he had stored up in his heart were showered generously on my two sisters and my niece .( He was always at logger heads with me ,often bullying me to tears)Perhaps even the gods must have been moved by his extravagant emotions and so gave him a daughter. He doted on her, lived and breathed for her. Everything was picture perfect for him, or so he thought till things started falling apart. He put on a brave front as usual. Never complained. But the pain and agony took its toll . It looks as though he lost the will to live and gave up!
Many images are flashing through my mind... that naughty teasing smile, his trade mark habit of twisting a strand of hair at the top of the head with the forefinger whenever he is in a thoughtful mood, the defensive stammer when confronted….
Memories ,however sad,is our only link to you now, dear brother ! We will treasure them. You will forever live in our hearts !
"Never blame any day in your life..
Good days give you happiness,
Bad days give you experience,
And worst days give you a lesson…”
It ended with his signature line :
“Good morning and have a great day!”.
And then he left without even saying a good bye...
I wonder how many' good days' he has seen in his life! Certainly not many . Born with the proverbial silver spoon in the mouth, he was soon thrown out of that comfort zone when fate cruelly snatched away his father. Growing up in a joint family with a widowed mother , that too in the shadow of an almost perfect sister must have been tough for this intelligent but rebellious boy. And it showed in more ways than one. Dropped out of college ,gave up a well paying bank job and did all that we would shudder to even think of. He couldn’t careless, not for him the so-called social norms. In that process he rubbed many people on the wrong side.
But ,for some of us at least , Babuchetten was affection personified. All that he had stored up in his heart were showered generously on my two sisters and my niece .( He was always at logger heads with me ,often bullying me to tears)Perhaps even the gods must have been moved by his extravagant emotions and so gave him a daughter. He doted on her, lived and breathed for her. Everything was picture perfect for him, or so he thought till things started falling apart. He put on a brave front as usual. Never complained. But the pain and agony took its toll . It looks as though he lost the will to live and gave up!
Many images are flashing through my mind... that naughty teasing smile, his trade mark habit of twisting a strand of hair at the top of the head with the forefinger whenever he is in a thoughtful mood, the defensive stammer when confronted….
Memories ,however sad,is our only link to you now, dear brother ! We will treasure them. You will forever live in our hearts !
