Just when
you think that life couldn’t get any better, it hits you harder than you can
ever imagine, leaving you broken, dazed, shattered….
And you
have got to carry on….
Everything
else is the same, the sun still rises and lights up the tops of the coconut
trees in that brilliant morning glow, the calves still bleat out their hummaaee
at the sound of the milk vessels, the hornbills still shriek out their
cacophony, the flowers still bloom………
My eyes
still continue to see all this and my ears still continue to hear all the
sounds. But there is a stillness in my
heart - a silence, a void – no music
plays here, no sound evokes a lilting
melody….
But I
must move on..
Probably
the first few weeks are the easiest – one lives in an unbelieving daze, surrounded by a comforting
cushion of friends and relatives. Then
one has to move on and get down to the business of sorting out one’s life - As
in getting down to doing the paperwork…. The legalities, the documentations –
that’s when it hits you the hardest – NO you cannot live in an alternate
reality – you have got to come out and face it.
You have
got to learn new skills – of dealing with people the kind of whom you have
never dealt with before, of doing the rounds of government offices, which you
never cared to find out more before….the list is pretty endless…
But in
all this, there is a force that takes you through the dark days, help comes
from the least expected places, people reach out with their warmth and care
even from miles across, friends and relatives turn up leaving their own busy
schedules aside to assist you when you need it the most….
I have
been overwhelmed by the messages I received and the love and virtual hugs sent
across miles. And one recurrent note in
almost all the messages has been an encouragement to write again. It has been hard, and but for your love and
support dear readers, this blog of mine would have been silenced.
I hope to
write again as I have done in the past few years, and when I feel the strength
I may put up the to-be-published posts that I had written during happier times.
Gratitude
to all who supported and reached out!
Well done , Tanuja
ReplyDeleteIt is all about making a start sometime again !You are a courageous woman . Once you start, I am sure you will find the words and the way
Atta girl
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Well done , Tanuja
ReplyDeleteIt is all about making a start sometime again !You are a courageous woman . Once you start, I am sure you will find the words and the way
Atta girl
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There is pain still raw even with passage of time but life must still go on....
ReplyDeleteThere are sweet memories but a lovely soul is missed but life still must go on....
There are others in life including not just the near and dear ones but the loving birds and animals and plants, and life must go on....
Tanu..... your writing, your blog's will be your channel to express out your thoughts and feelings. The world is eager to listen to you, so your writing must still go on....
Hi Tanuja,I am so happy to be reading your blog again. I can very well understand how difficult it must be but writing will give you solace.
ReplyDeleteTanu, You'll find yourself stronger than you suspected and more people relying on you than expected! Keenly looking forward to your next post. Keep writing.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful�� Do it for the 'our' in "Our farm at chitrapur". ❤️ You are strong.
ReplyDeleteTanu! A great start...... waiting for much more to come! What about telling us all about the four pups that Zuki gave you as a New Year's gift? Or the new calves that were born in the last month? Waiting to hear all about the excitement hidden in Huli-de-Vana in your blog!
ReplyDeleteAs it says the show must go on....bravo ...girl u r not aline
ReplyDeleteThe show must go on ...bravo girl You r not alone We luv ur blogs
ReplyDeleteTanu , every word that you have written touches my heart.... the sadness piercing through it.... but dear friend I am sure that God will give you unfathomable strength and you will emerge out as an achiever overcoming it all.lots of love....
ReplyDeleteNeetu.
Good to see you writing again. I hope you will also start singing again even though it will be difficult. It may provide some solace. Amma used to look forward to the classes.
ReplyDeleteHappy to see you writing again....
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