As Amma and Appa age, I think about their death frequently. I dread the certainty of their passing, but for them, it is nothing more than the happy end to long, fulfilling lives.
Death happens. We ignore it, if we can. When we can’t, as is in the case of celebrities like Sridevi or a loved one, we rush deep into denial, frantically looking for scapegoats to explain the freak occurrence. And then we move on.
The uncertainty that Covid-19 has brought has made most of us acknowledge our mortality. People in their 30s and 40s are rushing to draw up their wills. So why are Indians so wary of them? If you so much as mention one, you risk getting reprimanded, because, thoo thoo, who talks about death like that? Can we really afford to look away now?
As a 10-year-old I wondered if I was doing leukaemia right. I was nothing like Jamie from A Walk To Remember or any other dying girls from the movies. I couldn’t captivate hearts by singing, or look cute when chemo made me throw up every day.
We’ll remember Atal Bihari Vajpayee as the leader with a great capacity for reflection. Unlike so many men in positions of power today, Vajpayee admitted to mistakes, fallibility, and even the odd misplaced idea at times. Forget being a moderate – in the times that we occupy, he now feels like a pacifist.
The inevitability of death is at the back of my mind at all times. The thought of a world without my parents terrorises me. But even though the future haunts me, I have vowed to give them the best of everything they deserve.
When you lose both your parents, the constant is the assurance from relatives that you will be fine and things will be brighter. They do get brighter. But what I miss most is that my parents would’ve loved seeing me live my life. If only I could’ve grown up sooner.
Our Parents, to us at least, rarely exist as individuals with their own concerns, anxieties and aspirations. But after my father passed away, peacefully, I reconnected and discovered different sides of him that most men, maybe, hide behind the image of the father figure. I’m glad he got to live those lives.