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Saturday, April 5, 2008

LoVe sInCe DaY 1..... MPK... A TrIbUtE

Life is a journey where we meet many people... Some leave a mark in our lives, others just pass by...

MPK is one such name.... Som1 who left a mark in my life... Som1 who loved me deep... pure..... crystal clear......

From the day i was born, one thing for which i hav never felt tat i missed somthing or was unsatisfied is the amount of clothing i hav in my wardrobe...... the first dress i wore in my life was gifted by this very person.... MPK Uncle... nD the story starts from that instant... nd in fact ends there too....

Distance is never a barrier for love.... "MPK uncl", as i call him, was never near to us.... We hardly met much..... After 18long years of touch through phone calls and letters, i finally gottu meet him during my final year of engineering... I along wit daddy had gone to pick him up at the station.... The instant he saw me on the wheels... he was jst astonished to the max... The lil girl whom he had seen last wearing the "kutty udupu" tat he gifted was now a big girl... The happiness in his eyes was jst remarkable to watch....

nd the love was filled in his eyes as tears...

We spent lovely time together.. He was talking all the while abt my tactics as a baby... Each time he had to talk only abt how i used to call out to him from my room's window to his bedroom window (adjascent house).... "MPK uncleeeeeeeee" Tat too by 5 in the morn.. wen my parents are fast asleep..... And he would be ther, getting ready to go for work.... nd the instant he hears me calling.. he would come to the window nd call out " moluuukuttyy.... gudmorninggg..."

Tat day, as he left our house... he caught my hand and teary eyed, he said " moluu... dont kno wen il b meeting u again.. bt today i feel soo happy tat i could c you.... god bless u"

Tat was the last time tat i saw him... Then it was always only phone calls... It was then that i came to know of his treatment for cancer... He was a brave man... When the docs stood bak, he awaited life to leave him with all courage...

The day i got the call from my mother.... " moluu.. MPK uncle is no more" ..... i jst froze whr i stood.... it took a while for it to sink nto me..... i had no words... jst silent tears..... silent tears.....