Life Stops

Well, its a big long story. My uncle in Hyderabad was suffering from liver problems. His liver stopped functioning. He used to drink a lot. We are all responsible for his death today. Aren we all as a family supposed to be there for him. He never got married and was all by himself. His sisters never cared for him and I loved him, but that was very superficial. He died on Sunday, the 26th. We were all so engrossed in our worlds that we did'nt bother about him. He would always drink, not that he was an all day boozer. He drank but not during the day. He would be high, but never misbehave. Had we as a family done more than saying a hi-bye each time we saw him. had called him for dinner to our house often, had each one of us contributed in some way or the other to his life he would have wanted to improve, to live, to be happy. Yes it is us who are responsible for his death more then he is. If we today put ourselves in his shoes, we will realise the pain he was going through. He was lonely and there is no bigger a pain than lonliness. It kills one each day from inside. I wish we could have contributed to his happiness once. But none of us ever did. I who wants to save the world by little things couldnt go to him, couldnt live with him and look after him.

Today we are all living, he has blessed us for whatever little joy we have given him. Yes he has blessed us in every possible way. I regret being alive today and letting him go. Whenever I would think of my marriage and my family happy on that occasion I would see him amongst family. I miss him today and I will miss him forever. Thing only thing i regret every night before sleeping is that I wasnt there to help him. I love you Viraf Kaka and I will always do. May your soul rest in peace.