Monday, February 20, 2012

The 41st day ceremony.

Dateline 19 Feb.

We'd kicked off for my home at 6 and the drive was nice as the roads were comparatively empty, being a Sunday. As we reached my place, we'd to head to the nearby 'Siva' temple to attend a 'puja' sponsored by us on the occasion. Meanwhile, a couple of lady hymnists were reciting the relevant excerpts of the 'Mahabhagavatham' - which had begun at 8 AM - that would last through to sunset.

The 41st day after death has a great significance. It's believed that the soul of the deceased lingers around the focal point of its existence, in its 'just finished life' for 41 days before it attains its new form in the next 'avatar'. The cycle of birth continues and that's the cosmic truth.

My dad's soul has flown away from our precincts. Did he enjoy every moment of his that he'd spent with us during his lifetime? Did I live up to his expectations? I'd like to believe that the answers to both the questions are on the affirmative.

Or has he attained the universal soul?

Wherever you are dad, I'll miss you every waking moment of mine and feel sad that I couldn't spend more of my time with you.  

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