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In our journey of life, we come across some people who become a
part of our life, just for a short period of time. But sometimes, they leave
teaching us a valuable lesson.
Last week we lost a cute little angel. I am
saying we because she was everyone’s sweetheart. A cute little angel, who had
come in her mother’s life to teach ‘Never plan, life is unpredictable’ (as told
by her mother) and in our lives, to teach ‘Keep smiling, Life is short’.
It was difficult for everyone who knew her,
to believe that she is no more. I can’t even imagine what her parents went
through. If it was difficult for me, it was devastating for them.
Loss of dear one, especially, a little one
is irreplaceable. What is left behind are the memories, bittersweet memories. Having lost my brother, twenty-five years back, I have seen my parents
completely shatter. I pray to God, no
one ever experiences that grief. But as they say,
‘Man proposes, God disposes.’
Few lines in
memory of the little one…
When I first
saw her, she was a little mite nestled in her mother's bosom; small and cute.
There was
something that pulled me towards her. When our eyes met, some connection
happened. Her toothless smile made me go weak in my knees. Every time I met
her, I felt a tug in my heart. Whenever she was in my arms, I felt complete. Slowly
our bonding increased, so did my attachment.
Recently we
had not been meeting much, but we were in touch, through calls and messages. She
had been falling sick lately. But I was never able to see her as my daughter
needed me too.
One day her
mom messaged me, she is admitted in ICU and very sick. I rushed to see her. Seeing
her in a semi-conscious state and in so much pain broke my heart. Hearing my
voice, she opened her eyes, a flicker of recognition flashed in her eyes. She
held out her swollen left hand.
I caught
hold of that teeny weeny hand to soothe her. Even after some time, she was
not ready to let go of my hand. Somehow
her mom unclasped her hand and she slipped into painful unconsciousness.
With a heavy
heart, I came home. Next day, just before dawn, the shrill ringing of the phone
woke me up. 'We have lost Divu' her mother said.
I couldn't
believe my ears. No... It can't happen... Not again... I
can't lose anyone again I said. For half an hour I kept staring at her message
which she had sent.
Divu... The
little angel who entered my life just to spread love and cheer...Whose
toothless smile captured everyone's heart, the little one, who will remain in
my heart forever.
Wish I had
not left your hand that day...
Wish I had
prayed little more for her recovery...
Wish I had
spent more time with you...
I wish.
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| Love you Divu...Will miss you... |
