The week that was and that wasn’t

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This has been routine over one year , frequency of such melancholy greetings have increased in last one month . Funeral , Pyre , Death have become common words in every media . Pulse Oximetry is now cheaper and more accessible than Thermometer. 

Everyone has theory , analysis and solution . They vociferously thrust them down the throats of viewers or readers or listeners  . Life in India has become a  Roulette - everyone hope that death ball doesn’t land on their life number . But when it does strike  to their near and dear ones , they are shaken from lethargy to beat and blast everyone from PM , CM  to Hospitals . Everyone must be blamed except oneself .

Amidst all the news of death , I learnt about the demise of Sujeet’s wife . I never met her or rather meeting was not in our destiny . First time  , I forgot to invite her - it never occured to me that sujit was married . Second time , Sujeet didn’t bring her . So I have no face of her but could feel glimpse from her son who obediently listened to the sermons and admonitions of Sujeet when he brought him  . Losing s mother at young age is painful and so is losing a life in prime youth . 

Balukaka - I associate him with movie Kabhi Kabhi . During my vacation after SSC exam , i stayed few days at Khadki . Balu kaka was asked to take me to this movie to make me engaged and entertained . I had never seen him opening mouth to talk . Did he do while he smoked  ? I don’t recollect . But throughout our walk to Jayhind movie theatre and back - we never talked . Movie was boring for me . At the age 15 , I had no interest in romance , poetry and relationship . When I was asked - how was the movie . I said boring !! . I felt twinge of disappointment in the eyes of host who had taken pains to pay for the ticket , assign Balu Kaka to take me . A lesson was learnt - when anyone spend money on any of my activity - I must respond it as terrific or awesome . Even though  it may have been an absolute drab . After decades , I interacted with his daughter . A complete antithesis of him - chirpy , communicative gal working in travel industry , decided to remain single . I hope she is doing well .

There is another death that hit me . This young man of 25 succumbed to Covid after losing his dad previous week .  Painful indeed  .

And there are few more deaths . Some putting their best fight not to succumb . Amidst all this pain , misery , hopelessness - there is one person who bring smile and cheer . It requires courage to write a script and act . But he is doing with elan . Cyrus Broacha : The week that wasn’t https://youtu.be/gt7YQBv9CTo



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