Ever lost someone you loved?

There was a point in time, when I believed I was jinxed. My grand-dad died 13 days before I was born, my mom when I was 6, my dad had to leave and settle abroad when I was 8. I thought why do I always lose the people I love? By the time  I turned nine, I found myself in a girls hostel. Because I had joined mid-term and there was no space in the hostel meant for girls from my class I was put in with older girls. The girls were nice, sympathetic perhaps but they were young and I was younger and there was no meeting ground. I was a lonely child, so sad inside that my eyes brimmed up if I ever heard a kind word from anyone. And that is what happened when she first spoke to me. “She ” was a fifth grader (An year older than me), her name was Sminu Jindal, I discovered later, she came from a rich industrialist family and she was beautiful! She spoke to me in the gentlest voice. I was walking back alone from the dining hall at night. She called out to me and asked if I was alright? That’s all it took.. Three little words to bring tears to my eyes. I was embarrassed by them. But it seems she understood and walked by my side. That night she told me something I will never forget. She said people who leave don’t go forever. They become stars and watch over you. And then she pointed to the part of the sky with three stars in a row and said “See, the middle one there.. That’s your mom”. I looked at her, as if she was handing me a magic wand.. and she said “ya, it is ” “Go ahead, call out to it.. it will blink”. With wonder and amazement in  my nine-year old eyes,I did and it blinked. From then on, whenever I was low or sad or lonely or even happy.. I called out to my “mommy star” and it blinked a blink specially for me. As it did the day I got the sad news. Sminu had met with an accident and could walk no more. She never came back to school, and I never got a chance to tell her, how thankful I was  for her gift. The gift of faith and belief that she had given me.



 I tell this story to my children and they have their own special stars. My only regret, not being able to thank Sminu for her special gift. Life had handed her a tragedy and she didn’t deserve it. But knowing the person she was, even as a child,
I am sure wherever she is , she is “blessed” !Do you have any people you would like to thank but haven’t?

Do you have a special star?

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. shilpa says:

    It takes one to know one, di.. You’re a special star for many people too! And that includes me.. 🙂

    1. thanks shilps.. thats the best compliment i’ve had in a long time 🙂

  2. What a beautiful and poignant story! Clearly, you understand what loss is and have found beauty in it. That makes you a star right here on earth.

    1. Am glad you like the story.. I am no star! but thank you!

  3. Arindam says:

    What a beautiful story. You are a wonderful writer. Keep on writing. Best wishes to you.

    1. thanks arindam.. I enjoy reading what you write..

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