just back from goa...a quickie 'twas...to take my uncle (dad's brother) to verna to see "the plot". reverand father gregory noronha, is how he'd have answered the phone, but we kids always knew him as blue-dada...apparently after a blue bus he used to drive around in nagpore! like all good migratory nri's he comes in once a year around winter to remember "the good ol times"...besides work.
at 82, he's amazingly active...getting slower n lonelier...not much of his family left n whatever lil is left he don't seem to enjoy. so i'd walk with him down the crowded calangute beach as he let the once-golden sands massage his aching right foot...and we'd sit n watch the sun go down...right down today since there was no mist on the horizon...and he'd tell me things "just between you n me"...dreams, disappointments n hopes...
kept thinking of meeka n appa n my slow interrupted walks with them in the cold winter sun of delhi...much the same...they'd talk i'd listen...makes me think about how little they need now n yet how little we seem to be giving them...
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Nice post :)
hey you! long time!..how you been? n i hope you're enjoying yourself by now...
I am okay. Coming back on 30th March I guess. And really looking fwd to it. Hoz u?? Going Go'ah' I see..
very beautiful posts ajay. been meaning to leave comments on each and wishing we had more time to spend with each other and talk about work we never get done, reverse parenting of elders, everything..
hey muks...let's soon!...so much to catch up on!
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