Sindhi bhai was unwell for a while. Everyone has been talking of how wonderful it was that his son had decided to take Sindhi bhai to India. A loving son, who offered a shoulder to his father.
But yesterday Dada told me that Sindhi bhai has chosen to take another trip. On his own.
Maybe that is what he wanted.
I would surely like to believe that.
Dada would have had him write two more books, at least.But I think Sindhi bhai took his own decision- as always.
No wonder he made it to a country that stands for liberty.
Dada says "Sindhi came to India from Lahore, and he was only in his twenties then. He was like me in that he was a 'big brother' to others. He got a job and took care of so many of his kith and kin. It was not easy."
I bow to a person who can be part of a larger family than the one formed by ties of blood, marriage and other convention.
I remember his book launch last year around the same time. It was at Didi's, and Sindhi bhai introduced me to his 'grand daughter'. He will be missed by many in the Bay area who he adopted, and who welcomed him into their home and their hearts.
But for a man who defies boundaries, there are none.
Dada and I walked on Waverly last evening.The sun was setting.
Fall is well on it's way. The wind sounds in the trees when the leaves fall.
Our footsteps made a crunching sound on crumpled leaves.
Tomorrow morning the roads will be swept clean.
Dada's hearing aid has been repaired.I hope to attend Sindhi Bhai's cremation with all his family on 7th of October 2010.
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