Here I am restarting my life, the one which came to a complete stand still on 27th February 2011 when my beloved mother bid farewell to this world after going through the severity of blood cancer. Life once again came to a complete naught on 26 January 2013 when my dad all of a sudden decided to join his better half in her heavenly abode after a brain hemorrhage when the entire Nation was celebrating its 66th Republic Day with all the high and might of military power of our great India.
The drum beats were echoed on
Rajpath while the pulse beats of my mentor, my protector, my dad were on high
pitch reaching a blood pressure level of 280 degree. His desperation, feeling of meaninglessness
in life and the withdrawal symptoms were never understood by any of us, the
four children he brought up through the thick and thin of life. The occasional angriness came out from him
due to frustration and helplessness has also been passed off by us as the
routine upheavals only. Finally
now he is no more. The hustle and bustle
of mourners and relatives have ceased now.
The stoic silence creeping on the tree on shedding its leaves engulfs me,
the forsaken bird.
Where shall I
offload the heaviness of my heart? With whom I shall be able to share my
sorrows? Questions and questions without
any definite answers swirling in my head.
At the end of a long battle of pros and cons in mind, I am at a logical
point now, ready to try sharing my mind, my thoughts, imaginations and vent out
my feelings through this DNipCare Blog.
I
would also like to contribute through my pen and thoughts for the ailing
patients for whom the volunteers of DNipCare provide palliative home care. I know my disadvantage in reaching to those
suffering patients along with our volunteers, but let me understand their
perils, their issues and be with them mentally, if not physically.
Hope some of
you, if not all, who read these scribbling, will comment and encourage me
because at this juncture I require your wishes and inspiration to get rid of my
grief, engage in the world of alphabets, words and sentences; get back to life
with full of bright colours and joy sans the thoughts about my two polio ridden
legs.
With a lot of
love,
Meena K Paswan
Nangloi, Delhi
