For the past few weeks, I was felling very dejected. The last week during the Durga Puja was probably the nadir of it. The fact that my wife and my daughter is away to her fathers place made the house feel empty. The emotions of a parent are really best understood by anyone only after becoming a parent oneself. If I may be permitted to quote a famous Bengali poet of all times “Ki jatona bishey, bujhibey se kisey; kobhu asibishe donsheni jarey” (Literal translation : How will one understand the pain of poison if he has never been bitten by a poisonous snake) .
All these times my only solace that I was under the caring presence of my mother, who despite herself being ill and saddened(after the demise of my father, last November in Durgapur, suffering from acute pneumonia and septicimia) took pain for all it needs to make me smile. The emotions that plays in her mind are seldom understood, let alone being appreciated by anyone. They say that time is the best healer and you must forget your past and look beyond – I agree. The daily commitments and hard reality of life forces you to forget a lot of sad memories. But as Shelley puts it ”Our sweetest songs are those that tells of saddest thoughts” – the emotions keep stirring inside you all the time, whenever there is time. The best example is a comment by an English doctor Sir James Hutton – “Present is the key to the past”, which forms the basis of our knowledge of the Geological History of Mother Earth.
All these times my only solace that I was under the caring presence of my mother, who despite herself being ill and saddened(after the demise of my father, last November in Durgapur, suffering from acute pneumonia and septicimia) took pain for all it needs to make me smile. The emotions that plays in her mind are seldom understood, let alone being appreciated by anyone. They say that time is the best healer and you must forget your past and look beyond – I agree. The daily commitments and hard reality of life forces you to forget a lot of sad memories. But as Shelley puts it ”Our sweetest songs are those that tells of saddest thoughts” – the emotions keep stirring inside you all the time, whenever there is time. The best example is a comment by an English doctor Sir James Hutton – “Present is the key to the past”, which forms the basis of our knowledge of the Geological History of Mother Earth.
During the puja festivities, I have tried to keep myself immersed in the puja editions of various Bengali periodicals, catch up and keep in touch with my past and the present peers. One very encouraging thing that happened during my net surfing regime in these days is that I got in touch with a lot of my old friends, colleagues and teachers. The affections, the camaraderie were intact even after such a long hiatus. The moments of sharing, learning, the frustrations of failure, the pride of a job well done - somehow remains intact in our memories even after so many years. Is it some how the tale tale signs of progressing age or otherwise, I really don’t know.
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