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The Surprise Wish

fathersday

It was 21st june’1998, Baroda, India. The third sunday of June was made famous as Father’s day. I was in school and we had just come to know that there is a Father’s day too. The Archies Galary was full of Cards with beautiful messages for fathers. My father was in Singapore. He used to call us every week particularly on Sundays.

I can still remember that Sunday. It was 6:00pm and I was completing my school work for monday when the phone rang. I raced with my sister and was first to pick up the phone. “Hello” It was Baba calling from Singapore. I was so excited that I didn’t even say hello but wished loudly “HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, BABA”. Before he could reply my sister took the phone and shouted the same. We didn’t hear any voice for the next 5 seconds and thought the call had disconnected. Mom was just about the keep the receiver when she heard a loud “Thankyou”. Then Baba said, he too had seen a lot of decoration for Father’s day in singapore and was wishing we had such an occasion in India. When we wished him he was so surprised that he was speechless. He also stated the wish had made his day.

It is strange but a small wish can make a day. Some people say that these days are just a means of making money. But I feel that in this fast paced life of today we often forget to tell our near and dear ones how much we love them. Its not just grown-up people but also students. Days like Fathers day and Mothers day make us realize how fortunate we are that we have guiding souls in the name of parents with us. In fact they are global festivals which are celebrated by everyone irrespective of their location or community. Also you don’t need to give expensive gifts to make someone feel good, even a small wish can make a difference no matter how far you are. Lets take this as an opportunity to tell our fathers how much they mean to us. This year again Father’s day is on 21st june. Today you are not there with us Baba, but still I would go ahead and wish you a very HAPPY FATHER’S DAY. Thankyou for always being with me.

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Happiness of a gift

It was Thanksgiving last week and anywhere I went, I heard the following “The season of gifts is on”. I started thinking about which gift has left an impact on my mind. It brought back a lot of memories still I was unable to zero down on any particular event. But yesterday while wandering through a mall, I came accross a section of Rayban sunglasses.

Rayban products always remind me of my father. Baba never left house without his sunglasses. He was a lifetime Rayban user. When I was in final year of college, his sunglasses broke in an accident. He was very upset. I told him to wait till I start earning. I still remember the first diwali after I started earning. I told him “It’s gift time for you”. His response was “Yes, I will go ahead and check the Rayban collection”. After that whenever he left house, his sunglasses were always with him. Everytime he wore it, I felt so happy that I could gift him something which is a part and parcel of his identity. Truely he made me feel proud of my gift. It was the same model as one below.

Every add talks about making the receiver of gifts happy but few ever mention anything about the giver. The happiness of a gift lies in making both the giver and receiver happy. The gift of Rayban sunglasses is most memorable because it not only made the receiver glad but also the giver happy. With the festive season on, let us make it a point to make every person, who gifts us, happy. That the gift they gave us is really important and will be an important part of our day-to-day life.

A call that changed my world

It was 15th september’2014, 11:15 pm sharp. I received a phone call from my mother. She spoke with a strange tone, which I had never heard before. Her first statement was “Make yourself heart strong, I have a news for you”. I felt strange and said “What is the matter mom? Why are you so serious?”. Again she said “Make your heart strong.” This was getting on my nerves “What is it mom?”. Her reply changed my world “Your father is no more”. I was speechless and shocked. I couldn’t believe my ears. Aloud I said “Mom what are you saying? Just two hours ago I called and you said he is fine and watching TV. You must have had a nightmare”.

She replied “Its true. He sat for dinner and asked me to fetch water in a glass. When I returned with a glass of water, he was unconscious. We rushed him to the hospital where he was declared dead. It seems he got a massive cardiac attack.” I was numb. My world was shattered. My father, my hero, my biggest strength was no more. No matter what I did, nothing would bring him back. Everytime I closed my eyes moments spent with him kept flashing before me. Memories which have become precious for me. The next day his funeral was held. All the arrangement was made by our neighbours and community members. Baba was a very cheerful person and always helped people whenever possible. That is the reason his funeral was attended by every person who had ever interacted with him be it the grocery store owner or my mom’s earliest colleagues. Inspite of being in a state away from his home state and not having any relatives around, he recieved an honourable farewell. My life is never going to be same again Baba.

We bengalis always touch our elder’s feet on VijayaDashami and take their blessings. This VijayaDashami, I am unable to touch your feet Baba. But wherever you are please accept my respect. Wherever you are, I just pray you are happy and contented.

I will always always and always miss you Baba. Shubho Vijaya Baba.

A colorful compound

A morning in monsoon

A morning in monsoon

We love to be in our comfort zones but deep withing always imagine an absolutely different life. My father was into shipping. Needless to say Baba always told us maritime stories. While growing up I always wondered how life would be on a ship with no firm ground within one’s feet. He always used to look forward to his work after the leaves. He was unable to pursue any other hobby because of his work. Hence when he retired, the first thing that stuck him was to find a hobby.

My colourful backyard

My colourful backyard

At that time, the backyard of our house was quite bare. It was summers when Baba took up the responsibility of making it green. When he told me, I looked at mom but mom had complete confidence on him. His new hobby started taking up most of his time. He has always been a very ‘jugadi’ person. Soon he was visiting all the nurseries, consulting them for different plants and manure. By the time the winters came, our compound was already green with plants that need less water. A garden in a bengali house is not complete unless there are flowers. He started looking for different flowers. By the end of next monsoon our compound was full of jaba(shoeflower) of different colours and shiuli(jasmine) flowers . Infact the backyard is always pleasant with their fragrance.

The green compound

The green compound

As usual he again became a role model for us. There is no age to take up a hobby and pursue it. After spending 40 years in sea he not only took up gardening but also changed his compound from bare to colourfull. As usual we often wonder, if we are too old to create a new interest and pursue it. Often we spend more time in creating excuses for not pursuing it then looking for information to take it up. Baba just showed there is no age to learning. So the next time you feel like taking up a hobby be it anything from mountaineering to learning a musical instrument, just go ahead and start working on it. Because a hobby gives a change to the otherwise mundane life. Once you excel it, you create a colorful compound full of fragrant flowers.