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Please be informed that the opinions expressed here are all my personal own and do not, by any chance, represent the opinion of the organization I work for or the country I reside.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
May your soul rest in PEACE
My Tuesday's return to home after office was unusual. I know it was Jigme and Lhaki's (my two wonderful kids) tuition day and as it is, I did not expect them to be at home that very evening to greet me with their lovely and sincere similes as they used to every day. A smile that rejuvenates me after hectic and monotonous eight hrs of office work and provides every reason for me to live yet another day in life.
As I approached home and switched off the engine of my car, I heard an unusual cry of a child. I could not help but immediately think of my daughter. "Is that my Lhaki?" asked myself with immense worry and cold sensation lingering down my spine. I couldn't be wrong. It was Lhaki who was crying but what for? Did she not get along with her tuition teacher? Did her Brother bother her? Did her Mother scold her for some reason?
I opened the door quickly and to my surprise, it wasn't only Lhaki who was crying, Jigme was crying too. It's been really long since I saw them crying and it wasn't a pleasant surprise at all to see not only one but two kids sobbing so loudly and painfully and that too at the same time. In a flash of second, my mind automatically switched to the concern of their mother... my better half who is everything and means a world to them as much as to me. Before I could utter a word to my kids and to my great relief, she popped in from another room but looked equally dazed.
Knowing nothing as happened to my better-half, I hugged my daughter and slowly and calmly asked her as to what happened? In the mist of her cry with such agony, I could hear KAKA but the rest of her sentence goes Wo wo and wie wie. Kaka is our pet cat and she is about six to seven months old. She has been with us as a family for little less than two months but dearly dearly loved by my two kids.
"What happened to Kaka Jigs" I asked my son. "She is gone" replied Jigme. "How?" "A Taxi ran her over". My kids were not only saddened by the loss of a lovable pet in the name of Kaka but shocked by the live scene of a death happening right in front of their eyes.
As we offered butter lamps and prayed for her soul to rest in peace Jigme asked me if her soul will come to him in the night as she always slept with him while Lhaki repeatedly commented about how he shouldn't be a cab driver if he cannot see what's on the road.
Valid questions indeed!
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