One of the loveliest days in my life when I experienced the
ability to appreciate events from a post modern perspective to evolving as a
scholar with words of wisdom from Jnanpith awardee, the source of gyan…
Loved every bit of the last 24 hours!
From 2000 hours IST of 15th February 2014 (when I
reached Hyderabad Last evening) to 2000 hours IST of 16th February
2014 (when the Spice jet flight I bounded landed safely at Hyderabad
International Airport)… What a crazy day has it been!
Attended a senior’s wedding ceremony at Jagannath temple Hyderabad
where I bumped into another (though it was a planned destiny) senior from
D-School hostel and found a cheerful bhaiyya to befriend with… a lovely couple
who attended the wedding of “model couple” and I was opportune to be part of
the close gathering called ‘family’ – for Anupama di always called me little
sister, though I was tutored by her and we were separated by few years.
Late in the night, to keep the night young and active, found the
shoulder of my bosom college friend Mrs. Madhuri Ashok and her little angel
Ammullu as we call her fondly shared unending stories with her, about those
dreams I had during college days and how every day now turns them to an
unimaginable reality… How my father instilled this spirit of public service
within me and how courageous an SDM should be while working on field and how
friends who understand busy executive lives don’t crib over petty issues
because we were friends and connected to each other genuinely without any hypocrisy!
Dynamic plans and random ideas pushed me off to RGIA, Hyderabad in
the last minute (someone always accused me of being late…) But being late meant
more than anything else because I was with a soul mate and we had missed each
other for years – Madhuri, I could not leave your flat early this morning
though the clock hands' ticked quite fastly…
Got down the flight, came outside the airport, there was my mentor
waiting to take me home to give a sweet surprise to Amma. Social
Visits, family obligations/ responsibilities what can make life more meaningful
than meeting people and saying that you love them… wish a secret photographer
followed me throughout the day when I blushed and felt blessed, literally and
metaphorically.
Spoke assertively with my intelligent old friend – Amma giving her
reason and logic as to how she has to endure the pain of health issues and
telling her how much we want her to be there for all of us.
Rushed from Mandya in the afternoon with a box of Maddur vadas
bought from the famous Maddur tiffanys’ only to run and spend little more time
with someone special – whom I started admiring lately… URA!
Intellectual and grounded
Rebellious, yet composed!
Words of Gyan with loads of love! This phrase defines his being.
Conversing with URA, I was busy contemplating on the words of wisdom while I
attempted to consciously memorize and collect each one of them (fortunately,
fondness for the person and memory bestowed by The Almighty did the necessary
help for this hungry soul).
From the man who coined the word Thatcherism Mr.Staurt Hall, who
is popularly called as 'the god of multiculturalism' to Mr. J.H Patel to Mr.
K.R Narayanan to issues like Telangana to Aam Aadmi Party and the intelligent
Kejiriwal to emotional issues and psychological victories (challenges
succeeded) to health issues – we discussed real stuff!
The loveliest of all was when Dr. U.R.A.’s better half (literally
and metaphorically) had commented when she introduced me as Ajja’s friend to their granddaughter Vanya. Too
little to be called Ajja’s friend but I really felt loved and became really close
to this lovely couple who spent just threescore years in love!
A friend I should never rise to
consider myself,
A child I willingly concede to
grow under him!
I am literally in a state of awe after having met a man of
principles – a man of courage, courage which voices dissent and a man of
strength, strength which shows humility and kindness – the strength to love (as
Martin Luther King had called it)...
With hands on the masterpiece of the law of the land – The
Constitution of India to photographs and awards framed in the home, never knew
how quickly time rolled by… Spent a couple of minutes recollecting how
Basavakalyan has made me closer to philosophies about life and philosophers who
contributed to a Social perspective less appreciated in their own times. Thanks
to the small town which blest me to meet this wonderful man and have this great
experience!
I blushed with joy and almost satisfaction to call off this day in Bangalore as
I rushed to the Kempe Gowda International Airport at 1830 hours to board the
flight scheduled at 1855 hours IST (touchwood, still made it; on time and
boarded...)
(Written on board munching cashew
nuts manufactured by HARISH Company and remembering the related jokes…. For
memories continue to live…)
