-Uday DandavateMarch 18
Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation. For they areus, our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.
~Albert EinsteinThis poignant quote by Albert Einsten best describes the state of my mind as I was mourning the loss of my dear father. I could feel his presence in the aura of the moment when I got up to speak during the condolence meeting in Mumbai. Irealized at that moment that even when he was alive it wasn’t his physicalpresence but it was his ideals, his passion, his determination, and his optimismthat brought me close to him. He lived in my imagination more than he did within the physical proximity of the home we shared. As I stepped up to the microphone and looked at the audience, there was a brief moment of silence. That moment made me aware that both
werenow united in the memory of the people who shared their journey. I realized thatit was worthless to lament over the loss of the physical presence of my parentssince their spirit and ideals would be firmly entrenched in my heart for years tocome. It was obvious from the large gathering that by being honest to their pathduring their lifetime they had inspired ample numbers of people. By continuingon a path they shared with my parents, these individuals, to me, represented thespirit of
. My parents’ presence will never fade away. It will survivein the work of people like Ashok Saswadkar, Surekha Dalvi, Medha Patkar andmany others who have dedicated their lives to pursue the dream of a better futurefor the less privileged.Mignon McLaughlin in the
The Neurotic's Notebook
(1960) wrote,“The death of someone we know always reminds us that we are still alive -perhaps for some purpose which we ought to re-examine.” Nana’s passing away