A great loss for my mom and me. I did update this in our family blog but for some reason, without my ammukutty, this space appears to be incomplete.
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There was a merchant in Bagdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions and in a little while the servant came back, white and trembling and said, Master, just now when I was in the market - place I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture; now, lend me your horse, and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samarra and there death will not find me. The merchent lent him his horse, and the servant mounted it and he dug his spurs in its flanks and as fast as the hosrse could gallop he went. Then the merchant went down to the market place and he saw me standing in the crowd and he came to me and said, Why did you make a threatening gesture to my servant when you saw him this morning? That was not a threatening gesture, I said, it was only a start of surprise. I was astonished to see him in Bagdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra.
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As soon as you die, your identity becomes a 'body'. People use phrases like 'bring the body';lower the body in the grave, people don't even call you by the name...Death is not the greates loss in life. Loss is when life dies inside you when you are alive. Celebrate the event called life.
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If we remember everyday that we could lose someone at any moment, we would love them more fiercely and freely, and without fear- not because there is nothing to lose, but because everything can always be lost.
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Death is a one way ticket, nobody can bring back the dead. This journey had begun on the 27th of December 2014; nobody living; really knew when the final time to bid good bye was; it could have been in a week, a month or a year.
I have never been an ardent follower of rituals, and have always belived that we need to serve people when alive. But wanted to do this; a last attempt - of every mother to see their children together. Wish it would have happened when alive but unfortunately not even after death...Who can bring them together?
Believe in signs : So has been said - by our ancestors, tradition and even the modern day scholors - and what do signs say? Always keep in touch.
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Is it true, when we offer balipindam, the dead come as birds? This reminded me of Ammuma & Muttachan,with the escort......
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When I'll be dead,
Your tears will flow,
But I won't know,
Cry for me now instead!
You will send flowers,
But I won't see,
Sent them now instead!
You will say words of praise,
But I won't hear,
Praise me now instead!
You'll forget my faults,
But I won't know,
Forget them now, instead!
You'll miss me then,
But I won't feel,
Miss me now, instead!
You'll want to say Love you,
But I won't be able to hear,
Say it now instead!
You'll wish you could
have spent more time with me,
Spend it now instead!
Spend time with every person around you,
Your families, friends, acquainted,
Make them feel special,
B'Cause you never know,
When time will take them away from you forever.
Life is too short,
Love all & Forgive all.
1 comment:
Great thoughts Meera. Really heart touching. A truth well said in beautiful words.
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