“How are you, aunty?” I requested eagerly as quickly as I noticed the aged woman from her balcony after so many days.
“I’m significantly better now, recovering.”
She replied with a dismal smile on her face. She had a pale look.
“Take care,” I went inside from my balcony.
The neighbour aunty is in her mid-seventies, I suppose. From her apparel, it’s evident that she hails from Gujarat. I didn’t know her correctly, solely often we used trade smiles from our respective balconies. She lived in a housing society that shares the boundary wall with ours. The aerial distance between our balconies can be round 40-45 ft.
Whenever she smiled at me, her infectious smile gave me a way of happiness – just like once I work together with my aged relations.
I normally see her performing Tulsi puja or providing water to the Sun in the morning on a regular basis. But, I didn’t see her for about two weeks. Her window was open and I may see her garments drying on the clothesline. Once I noticed her son was drying two of her sarees. I assumed that she was not nicely, however couldn’t muster up the braveness to ask him, as I had not spoken to him earlier than.
Next day, I noticed a girl on that balcony doing the chores. A distinct thought got here to my mind- has she left for her heavenly abode? In a sure neighborhood, outdated girls finish their life by ravenous as a non secular ritual. They consider they’ll attain nirvana in the event that they accomplish that. How painful it might be to starve oneself to demise!
I saved on desirous about it the entire day. That very thought stirred me a lot. I shared my ideas with my accomplice, he simply gave a listening ear with out saying something.
The very subsequent morning I noticed the aunty with that woman on the balcony. I learnt she was her daughter. I used to be relieved to see her. Without any delay, I requested, “What occurred to you, aunty?”
“I used to be not nicely.” She was actually wanting sick. In a rush to ask, I had not seen her appears.
Then her daughter described that she was detected with breast most cancers, the primary stage. She underwent the surgical procedure and after one chemo she was recovering.
Again, I checked out aunty. Her ever brilliant face was uninteresting and glowing eyes have been carrying tiredness in them. But, her by no means-ending spirit was in-tact.
“I will be alright in a month,” she stated and went inside.
I chatted together with her daughter. Aunty is certainly from Gujarat, a widow. She has three kids, each daughters are married and reside in Gujarat. Both the sisters had come to see her. She shifted to Bangalore fifteen years in the past together with her bachelor son. I requested her if she can be spending some days right here to take care of her.
“How long can we stay here with her? Our children have school; we have jobs, family and other responsibilities. But, can we remain peaceful in Gujarat till she becomes alright?” She was clearly involved. I nodded in settlement, retaining myself, for some time, in her footwear.
Next week, I simply noticed aunty was again to her common life- her morning puja rituals have been intact. Her daughters had gone again to Gujarat. She confirmed no signal of regret or remorse. She by no means complained about her state of affairs additionally. I used to be astonished to see her speedy restoration, in opposition to these odds. Often, the positivity of the individual is the actual remedy for a lot of illnesses.
The zest she has for all times and residing it nicely earlier than it ends.
When alone in the balcony, I take heed to the birds’ chirps or gaze on the huge blue sky with floating clouds in it. My thoughts fills with pleasure at a look of aunty’s balcony- I really feel her positivity and her presence there even when just isn’t round. She teaches me not to surrender hope and reside life’s each second fortunately.