Life keep us going until death , but what happens when you are alive and lose your memory.
My 82 year old grandfather .. A great lawyer and a great man ,avid reader, a spontaneous orator. He spoke Hindi, English, recited Sanskrit verses, and was too good with Urdu Poetry. High thinking simple living that describes him all. He gets up at 6 am, the routine he had followed all his life , brushing teeth, taking a glass of lukewarm water before eating , then breakfast, but now all done with the assistance. The lawyer now stammers[faltering speech] when he speaks. A man once an avid reader and scholar , knows nothing about the WORD and WORLD today. His semi paralytic state has restricted his movement. He is made to sit at one place and remain seated whole day, [he hates wheel chair]his habit of not taking a nap in day remains with him. I used to go to him with a query and come back with a contented smile. He was just too good.
Things are different now. Neither we have questions for him, nor he can answer. Now he lies here, with dementia ted state. News papers, television and books means nothing to him. The alphabets have moved out from his brain and people from his mind. It was a such a pain to see him when he was asked to sign on some document and the BA LLB had to give the thumb impression. All gone. His knowledge of everything has vanished somewhere and I wait for some kind of spark to regain his lost conscious. But all in vain, I know..
Things are different now. Neither we have questions for him, nor he can answer. Now he lies here, with dementia ted state. News papers, television and books means nothing to him. The alphabets have moved out from his brain and people from his mind. It was a such a pain to see him when he was asked to sign on some document and the BA LLB had to give the thumb impression. All gone. His knowledge of everything has vanished somewhere and I wait for some kind of spark to regain his lost conscious. But all in vain, I know..
I wish I could time travel and get him back. How he used to walk, talk, jog eat read , write and now when I see him it seems a far fetched dream.[ DAWA DUA. ]Care , Medicines, prayers is being done, but who the hell can stop ageing, which deteriorates working of certain cells of brain. We fail here absolutely.
Life is like a movie though a long one… We see, we live, we enjoy and we stop since there are no forwards and rewinds. Time is running and we can't conquer it always.
P.S God bless him
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