Last Sunday on the 20th of June 2010, Father’s Day was celebrated across the world. It was also just another day of my life when I had a feeling of emptiness engulfing me. Dad (I used to call him Baba) must also have felt my state of mind from his heavenly abode, to which he travelled on that dreaded December morning in 2008.
He was just so special. I used to get fascinated by his ebullience that came so naturally to him – having an exceptional sense of humour, having the rarest of abilities to make people comfortable the first time they met him and of course being friendly and understanding towards anybody he met. The love that he showered on us was just something special. Since 2005, I have been living outside Kolkata and the pampering I received from baba whenever I used to get home was something I used to die for. Sons usually get more affection from their moms, but baba just snatched that right from my mom.
He was also the best son-in-law that I have ever seen. He used to treat his in-laws as his own family members and believe me, the love and respect that he commanded from them was just out of this world. I am also engaged to Kuhu right now, and I truly wish that baba would be here with me today and advise me on how I can do the same with my prospective in-laws. I am sure however that I can’t beat my dad in this aspect. Another aspect where I cant even think of equalling baba is singing. He had an extremely mellifluous voice and charmed one and all with his expressive rendition of Tagore songs. It was a treat when he started singing. I wish God had given me that kind of voice.
He also used to be a great badminton player of his era, winning innumerable state level championships and representing Bengal in the National level tournaments. He started playing at the age of 6, started winning tournaments from the age of 10, and continued that winning streak till he stopped playing at 51, in 1999. We have two large showcases at our home in Kolkata which are totally dedicated to baba’s trophies collected over a period of almost 40 years.
Today he is no longer amongst us. A deadly cerebral stroke took him away into endless sleep on December 27, 2008 and that is the biggest loss that I have faced in my life. However I visualize his smiling face every moment, which motivates me to strive for excellence every time and make him proud. I really wish that from somewhere up in the dark sky, he would shine bright like a star and enlighten my life with all his blessings and love. Really miss you a lot Baba…………..
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