Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Living beyond expiry date

All perishable items come with an expiry date. Human beings, lest we haven't thought about it, are also perishable. Items? Debatable.
When mama said to me a month back that dida would be kept in old homes, I took it with a pinch of salt. Dida stays with him. So, whatever he decides with her should be final. He must have thought through it for hours before coming to the decision. I just go once in a year or two and that too for maximum one hour.
But when yesterday ma said she is going to meet dida, I felt pity on dida. She definitely has lived way past her expiry date. She is at everyone's mercy. Mama may have tried his best to keep her, but then he must have been tested to the limits. Moments of how mama used to play prank with dida in Naihati and even Kolkata flashed before my eyes. How he used to  ring the door-bell and pretend dida's brothers have come and dida used to come out running from the kitchen. That time none thought that mama, with no dearth of wealth, will take dida to old home.
People change. The name of relationships remains the same, but the chemistry between relationships undergo radical change over the years and, more often than not, they change beyond recognition. Its a fact I have learnt to accept.
As for mama, he must be feeling guilty deep inside. He told about it to me, chottu and I am sure to many to convince us that he is right. But , at the end of the day, he needs to convince himself. He needs to be true to himself and thats what matters.

One strange thought, if today's mama meets mama of naihati, will not the famous conversion of naihati not play out quite dramatically?
Mama of today: "Aaj mere paas paisa hai, bangla hai, gaadi hai, naukar hai, bank balance hai, aur tumhare paas kya hai?... tumhare paas kya hai?"
Mama of yesteryear; "Mere paas Ma hae!"

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