Till today I remember that day, I went to my Aunt’s (father’s sister) home. Construction work was in progress. And these two people were there filling the base of the structure. He is such an old guy, still working for his family. It’s good to do some work instead of sitting in home and listening the nonsense and creepy things. It’s good to keep yourself busy. Maybe that’s what he think. Or maybe it’s family call that he still have to do the work for recovering from financial problems of his home. For a few moments he put his hammer aside and lit the cigarette. (Zoom the pic and see.) He was thinking about something, something that I don’t know. And I couldn’t ask. Maybe he was thinking about his journey of life, that where it took him. Maybe it was full of peace and beautiful things or it can be filled with sins and regret. Whatever I can never know. His silence pose filled with patience was killing me inside. I just want to know what he is thinking and what he had did till now. Is it good or bad? Is he happy..? Is there is something he is worried about ? But the eyes were as cold of as of dead.
My sister in law made tea for them, he took the glass. He was staring toward the sky, like he was remembering what he had have lost in his life, people, friends, family. He is still fighting the world waiting for his truth. His reality of being long and far away gone from this world full of lies and hate. Suddenly he did notice toward his finger and ask for a needle. “I have to take out this thorn now anothervise It Will become hard to remove” he said. It was hard to take out that thorn from his finger. His hand had become as like stone, so hard and rough.
I never got much time with my own grandfather. But the time I spend with him was precious. And one day I heard that he is no more. Death surprise us all. As it mainly comes to those who don’t demand for it, unexpected ends. After all its the reality and we can’t run from it. We should embrace it with open arms. But pain of losing our own took us far away from it.
There are the saying, ‘Pain is pleasure’ and ‘Pain is gain’. One for women and other for men. One thing I do realize what comes after pleasure is pain. Happiness ain’t true it’s temporary. But pain is inevitable, it’s always with you. You must learn how to live with it. And pain for things we lose is not much then happiness of getting something new. I heard ‘everything happens for something good’. Now I feel it only meant to give the human a hope to fight till his last night. As I see this old man after all he sacrificed in his life, for family, for everyone, he doesn’t seem so happy. You should follow your heart so at last you have more good memories in comparison to your regrets. This old man felt like shattered to me, similar to my thoughts. They are just waiting for to complete. But maybe sometimes it’s better to don’t know the end. It’s better to let your mind in suspense instead of revealing the end or climax. Because it’s not like the one we are expecting. It’s not the happy ending as usual it feels to be. Sometimes it’s just shattered ends.