I am sad today!!
They say life is a journey. When we undertake vacations, sometimes things happen exactly as planned, and other times nothing seems to go right. The pick-up taxi does not turn up. The tour operator makes changes to the hotel bookings. Bookings you had finalised after a half-million hour Google search. You come to know of the changes when the taxi, which had arrived after a long wait of half a million hours, stops
in front of the hotel, which was part of your Google research thesis but was out of the conclusion chapter. Life is also serving me more froth and less coffee these days.
Regular readers may say that you’ve been yelping about difficulties and challenging times for quite some time. But it’s a harsh reality these days where everything and anything that can go wrong is going wrong. Not even half wrong, but full wrong. Just like the full wrong usage of language in that sentence.
You already know that, owing to professional requirements, I have been away from Mr. H for the last month. He decided to pay us a small 3 day visit. I was super happy. I can vent better in his presence than I can over the phone. But he arrived with viral fever. Travel can do this to you. So everything I had planned went for a big toss. Though it was just a viral fever, the last five days have been super hard on his body. Today, on the fifth day, he seems to be only an 60% successful clone of the man I know.
It was the evening the day before yesterday. He was bedridden and burning. I was tired. My phone beeped, and I checked the medical reports of my ultrasound tests. It was bad. I felt life was now just serving me froth and no coffee at all.
I took some deep breaths. I informed him of the situation. He said, "We will talk." He is like that, but today I didn’t say a word to him. He was in pain. Then he said, with closed eyes, "Cyrus Mistry died." What? I immediately checked the news on my phone. He died in a road accident while travelling from Ahmedabad to Mumbai. He was just 54. His father died two months ago at age 93. I could not digest how life can be so cruel. Suddenly, all my miseries seemed much smaller.
Get garimatanu’s stories in your inbox
Join Medium for free to get updates from this writer.
Did he know that it would be his last journey?
At least life is still serving me the froth and has not snatched the cup yet.
