SO YOUNG TO DEPART....... Earlier this week as I was pulling out the car from the drive way I saw my neighbor walking up to me. I stopped, rolled down the car window and wished him a good morning as I extended my hand. He gripped my hand and broke down. I could foresee what was coming. ‘They have moved him to the Hospices’ he gently sobbed. I froze. He was talking about his 28 year old son. They had migrated not too long ago and everything was going well for them. The boy was 3 or 4 months into his marriage and planning his Honeymoon to Switzerland, when he was diagnosed with Cancer. The Doctors had given up hope much earlier as the disease was clearly winning the battle. My neighbor, a warm and caring person had put up a brave face all throughout and I used to mention the same to my wife. But now as he sobbed gently, I could see the reality hitting him hard. I had no words and I sat there looking at him in grief. I did not console him for I couldn’t. Here is a Father just about to lose his beloved son and who am I to console? Finally I gathered strength and just mumbled ‘I am sorry’. I couldn’t think of anything else. After exchanging a few words he ambled along. Yesterday the Boy breathed his last. Today as I sat in my neighbor’s portico watching the friends and relatives milling around, I couldn’t help thinking about the amount of pain and void each and every departing soul leaves. Though time heals to a certain extent the grief which lingers deep in the heart is unfathomable. I thought about the Boy, the care and love his family provided him during the last couple of years, I whispered in my mind ‘RIP’.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 02:01:27 +0000
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