This post is a tribute to my Nanaji .I am too little to understand the ways of this world but not so little to understand to know that someone is gone forever .One Sunday i woke up to mummy not by my side when i woke up ( this is usually never the case ) .I did tell Dadi that i saw Nanaji in my dream ( i have this habit of telling my dreams to mum and dad ) .
Dad came to be and explained to me that Nanaji has gone for ever and has become a star and mummy is sad for next few days and i should not trouble her .I went on with my daily chores of play and fun .Deep probably knowing that something is amiss .Mummy called me , crying on the phone and i told her innocently "Dont be sad mamma , Nanaji has become a star and we will see him in the sky in the evening ".
The day she did come back i showed her a ball saying that i like the ball because Nanaji had given it to me .
Nanaji would come to take care of me ,when he was well ,when Mummy would have to go to work and no one was there to take care of me .He would bring me among other things small packets of dal always .
This is the last photo of him from my third birthday.
MUM and Dad : As years will go by Subhaan memeories of his nanaji will probably phase .This post will serve as a reminder to him of a person who loved him a lot and would play with him .In his last days that he spent at our house Subhaan always would spend sometime with Nanaji and enquire about his health .Surely nanaji must have had some joyful tugs at the heart amidst his pain .
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