Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Grandpa came back home.... forever.

17th April, 2011. Grandpa was discharged. We were not happy, because he was not cured. Doctors surrendered. A skinny man, in the stretcher came out of ICU and was put on the big AC ambulance. They said, he is ur grandpa. But i dont believe till date it was he, because my grandpa is smart, tall, handsome. This person somewhere looks like him, but i doubt it was he. I didnt went to home with my family. I wanted to skip that part where they will drag this man to the bed of his own bedroom, which was once his kingdom, and then will fix all the instruments throughout his body. Baba and Jishu mama accompanied him in the ambulance. Maa and grandma in the car behind. They started, I got back to my flat.

Net day, early morning near about 6:30 ( 1 and half hours late) Bimal dadu came and told that grandpa is serious, we will go to Kalyani by 9. It least affected me. I had seen him in the most critical condition. So I dnt bother. Any condition will be better than that. (I was so confident that nothing bad can happen to 5 of us.). I bathed, I washed the dishes, I cleaned my room and slowly moved to Bimal Dadu's house. Now I can feel, I was grave serious. I dnt no why. By then, at near about 8:30 am (3 and a half hours late) maa called me. I asked, what grandpa doing? maa replied, lying and asking for you. come soon.

1st clue. As I reached Bimal dadu's house, Reba dida forced me to have a proper breakfast.
 we started at 9 am (4 hours late).

2nd clue. Why Bimal Dadu and Reba Dida going along with me?
3rd clue. Baba called. Avoided grandpa's topic.
4th clue. Bimal Dadu and Reba Dida were discussing that other relatives are also coming.Why?

Kalyani never seemed so far. But as I saw it approaching with the JIS building, I didnt wanted to move ahead. I was chilled with the heat, I was fumed in the ac. I didnt knew these feelings ever exists.

5th and final clue. Many people outside my house.

Grandpa sleeping in his bed. Many surrounding him Maa said as I entered "Bhodla nei." Yes. Bholdla is what I call him. But my Bhodla is with me, still now. I can see him. My grandpa died. But " aamar bhodla achhe.r thakbe." I sat by his side. I was seeing him. Calm, quite. Handsome. Yes, he is my grandpa. Sleeping. And I dont remember after that.


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