Hindus don’t have a special day assigned as grandparents day. Our thinkers have assigned full 16 days for remembering our forefathers/mothers every year. Paksha is equivalent to a fortnight.
It is the first time I am actually penning down the reason why I remember y forefathers. I have been blessed by my forefather/mothers as they share their ultimate terabytes of knowledge and experiences. Apart from genes/characteristics, knowledge, love and happy state of incompleteness too are the components that flow in us down the generations.
For me, correlation with my ancestors is not just a ‘fact of life’ but an important reason of my being, an encyclopedia of my past, present and the future. On my paternal side I know my grandmothers. I know my father and his siblings all of whom have satisfying reasons to survive and fight in this utterly competing world. On my mother’s side, I know my nana and nani who have given me detailed mythological knowledge of our beliefs. I may not believe in them but I respect our traditions and am proud of who I am. My grandfather/my mentor/my friend has imbibed and learnt the most this never ending course of life could teach. Being just a tadpole in Darwin’s theory for survival I consider myself the fittest as I have the resources and the experiences which my ancestors have passed on to me; yet I remain incomplete.
I am very lucky to have a guiding light for any and every situation of darkness I may face in my path. I hope my guiding lights are always there for lighting my path and directing me to the correct route.
