Papaji: The Grand Old Man

Papaji had been unwell for a month or more and was bedridden. If it is of some consolation, he received "Mukti" from this worldly hell of diapers and support. Also, Dad would now have more peace... Even after his emergency eye operation, he was unable to rest as prescribed by the Doc. He had to get up at night and look after the two of them.

I was going to Delhi to meet Papaji primarily, but it was Bhabhoji who embraced Death before him: I remember him saying to her at Lodhi in colloquial- "Tu pehle chal. Hum sab tere peechey hain!" and so it happened. It happens generally that when a couple have lived their life together from a very small age till maturity, even death is not spaced very far. Even though they were cribbing all the way, they were resolved to live together and die the same way.

Papaji had bouts of consciousness and then delirium. Something that Dad says he was trying to maintain through homoeopathy - Fart! I would rather trust allopathy in this regard. Also, his manner of defending Homeo treatment was stronger than the improvement in the condition of the patient. He was in some way asking for their death just as he saw it coming. Death is not fastidious and it came as it had to. In my opinion it only became more ardous. It would have been graceful to accept nature rather than try to contort it.

Well as of now Dad is alone... all alone. New avenues have to open and he has to look freshly at life- for his life is still there despite of the deaths.