A post from Oct 13, 2014

Why on earth do I have brimming eyes when this talkative young nurse who has taken care of dad for 1 month and 3 weeks (in total) bids goodbye .. Maybe because she loved Baba, maybe because Baba loved her ..maybe because of Baba's puzzled expression when she tells him that she wont be coming from tomorrow... maybe because she had her own way of earning our affection despite often being scolded and disciplined.. maybe because she never made Baba or any of us feel that her concern was professional.. maybe because she had been with us in this journey in tougher times too (earlier when dad was in scg) .. she will be missed.. 

Baba's room and Jethu.. childhood returns in many different ways

Ever since Jethu has been visiting us since 1986 (the first visit that we remember, although he visited earlier which Bro and I do not remember), he has always slept in the Master Bedroom at our Jagannath Ghosh Road house.. by Master Bedroom I mean the bedroom of my parents, the room that Baba had designed for himself.
Throughout all his visits till the one in 1997/98 (which was the last time he met Thamma who passed away in 2000), Jethu had slept in Baba's room.

During later visits that started from my Bro's wedding in Jan 2006, Jethu had spent the nights at another of my uncle's apartment or at our flats at South City Gardens.

This afternoon I persuaded him to leave the drawing room couch and go to Baba's bedroom for his post-lunch nap. As I made the bed in a hurry, Jethu gave a content smile and said, "I have slept here so many times!"

I felt good throughout the noon that someone I love was sleeping in Baba's room.. the room is otherwise empty these days. These days I have a lethargy towards making tea as Baba is not there and I too cannot have it. This evening was different, as I made sure that tea was ready by 5-30 pm like old holidays or days of Baba's illness when he used to be at home. I loved it!