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The Thread is Missing

My Aiga expired this evening. His death came as a shocking news for my family, and of course to me. It has jolted me from inside. All his countenance that has taken place with me since my childhood is flashing on my eyes. His smile, his way of asking about my wellness, when I used to visit my Mohanpur village is surfacing in my mind.

I am not able to digest the fact that he is no more on this earth. I will not be able to see him next time I drop at my village. There will be no person who would be asking me "Rishi, kishade aileta?...Habbi hoba oya asi ta?." These two sentences were enough to relax me from the tortuous journey I used to travel to get to my village. The sentences had a magical effect on me, it was so soothing. The calmness it brings to my nerves is something I never felt before. But now the voidness he has created I am feeling, sitting thousands of kilometres away from my home.

I would no more see my Aiga, wearing a khuttei busy working in the garden of my home. Though he is elder to my father, his physical texture was opposite to my father. During my last visit in the year 2006 he was hale and hearty, full of energy and without an iota of illness. We met at my Didi's (his daughter) marriage.

My Aiga has nothing, absolutely nothing that can be put on the measurement of the world that we all refer to: status, education, job, achievement. He was a peasant who had spent his entire life working in the fields and participating in the village's work, customs and rituals. Moreover, who has seen us growing in the path of life.

He is the thread who has been joining the past and the present. But his death has cut the relationship, not withstanding the roots I carry.

No more......I have jotted down that went to my mind.

Aiga is my uncle - my father's elder brother.


  1. It is the cycle of birth and death and no one is able to resist it. May the departed soul rest in peace.

    Rajesh Sinha

  2. Dear Mr. Rishikesh,

    May your Aiga's soul rest in peace.

    Regards, Bimal Sinha

  3. ... you said it rishi ! ... and you said it all..

  4. Dear Rishi
    On that veryday I was in the nearby village,Baropua.I could only got the message in next morning.The cremation was bit late for late coming of ex.DSP's children from Silchar.I happened to
    meet the younger brother near bus stand and offered my condolences.It is said that
    we are having a relation for which
    I had paid a visit to the road-side
    house few yrs back.
    May ur Aiga's eternal body rests in peace.

  5. thanks Rajesh, Bimal, Prodip and Rebati Sir.

    Sorry to comment late since I was not well and am still not in good health.

    Nice to hear from Mr Rebati Sinha that he met my Anu Aiga (uncle), younger brother of deceased uncle. Felt like I was there in my village, my beautiful village amongst my own people.

    Again thanks to all of you, who have stolen their precious time and read all articles written by Ranita Sinha, BN Sinha and commented.


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