(18 Nov. 1939 – 16 Nov. 2017)
These 2 pics are of Mom in around 1978 in Nigeria as Lady Health Sister.
On 16 November 2018, after completion of prayers, my Dad, sister and I walked quietly out of the C-Block, Vikaspuri Gurdwara.
It was one of those solemn occasions which throws you into a peculiar mood. You are neither happy nor sad.
We couldn’t be sad because in death exactly a year ago, my Mom got a permanent relief from a worn-out, ailing body.
We couldn’t be happy either because it reminded us once again of an irreplaceable vacuum in our lives, of the loss of a brave, constantly inspiring soul.
This Gurdwara too has a special significance for us because Mom gave so much of herself to it.
Our home-warming prayer rituals after we moved from Nigeria to our own house in Vikaspuri in 1984 were performed through this Gurudwara. It was a dream come true for Mom in particular as she had struggled so much all through life, beginning from the childhood trauma of partition in 1947 and subsequent arrival in Delhi as a refugee.
Later on, after Mom quit her regular job in around 2000, she spent her last few years of active duty in this Gurdwara as their Medical Services Coordinator. She always believed that the best way to worship God is through service to humanity.
And then finally, when Mom expired, all her death rituals were completed by Bhaijis of this Gurdwara.
Here are some pics of the Gurdwara and the Medical Center.
Well, life must go on…Living must go on living and dead souls have to be at peace in their new homes.
Mom, rest in peace and continue to shower your blessings on us…