A letter to my Grandfather, who was not part of my childhood!

palataka saba

I have no memories of my grandfather with me; He died when I was just one year old. I can only imagine his presence, his personality, his voice, his elegance while looking at that photograph, before which I sometimes stand holding my two hands together while seeking his blessing. I know I can never talk to him, in my life time; but what I can do I can put all my thoughts in form of words in a letter which I am going to write specially for my grandfather. I know when words come from heart, it always reach to the place where they were intended.

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Respected Dada, (In our family we call our grandfather as ‘Dada’) 

As a grandfather, you were not there for me to bless me when I went for exams or interviews. You were not there, when I needed something and no one else bothered to buy it for me. You were not there to support me, when I committed few mistakes of my life Even though you were a writer with such a vast knowledge in English; I never got the chance to ask for your suggestion while presenting you the first draft of anything I write. Things would have been different, if you were here to edit my first book. You know that, while writing something your grandson’s grammar sometimes go for ride and I know you had a great hold at this language. So it would not have been a difficult task for you to help me learn how and when to change gears in writing with proper use of verbs. 

Your kids, very proudly do let us know that, their father had written a dictionary, from English, the language of the people across the world speak to Oriya, the language people whom we meet every day speak. But sadly, it could never able to see the light of the day. And you did not even leave a single copy for us, to try and help it in getting the appreciation it deserves. Now when we proudly share our lost glory with someone, he actually laughs at us while making fun of us. I know it hurts you; but it’s your entire fault; you did not leave any proof for us. In this selfish world you choose to give a land to a jewellery shop owner at the center of the town we live, while buying your own land near to a river.

But please let me tell you that, they are now very rich people who hardly remember your contribution in their success, And again the garden, with lots of mango trees which you gifted us to store our childhood memories is no more there for your sons to gift their grandsons to store their childhood memories. And I hope you know why it happened and how it happened. You were the one, who taught his children to have faith and belief in their own relatives. And they were good students, so they learnt everything from you; but when your sons applied these lessons given by you in real life, they ended up in the losing side. They did it wrong by having belief in the person who was one among your closest relatives and lost all the properties of yours. That’s why I do believe, there are some thoughts and lessons, which always looks nice on paper; not when a person applies them in the real cruel world.

But Dada (I used to call my grandfather, Dada), still no complain from our side. We are happy being the grandson of a man, who achieved everything in his life by his own. We love you for the way you were. I heard from my parents that, you used to love food (and I can guess that, after reading your book) and all your grand children except me inherited that quality of yours from you. But maybe I inherited something from you which is much more precious.

A book written by my grandfather in my mother tongue “Oriya”.

Lastly, Thank you for leaving something for me and our next generations to feel your presence and blessing; while holding this book in our hands… Bless someone of our family who can bring back that lost glory and who will again help us to realize the power a Surname offers to a person….. DO bless us! Because it’s something no one can ever take away from us.

And please, do give us the strength to leave a legacy of our own again for the generations to follow. But yes this time we are going to make sure, the generation to follow will be capable of holding on to it and we will not let someone else to take it away from us. I knew you had your share of sadness and regrets just like I have. I can realize how much painful it must been for you to see , one of your most favorite 17 years old son was no more, that to be at such a young age. I do know why it was so painful for you, because he was the most loving and responsible among all of your kids.  But dada, you should have fought with your destiny. I know it’s not easy, but not impossible also. I may not assure you, but I will try my best with in my limitations to bring back that lost glory. I know it will take time, as I am aiming high just like you did at some point of time of your life. Do bless me that, I can protect my dreams from not only others but also from circumstances life sometimes offers, while walking towards it.

                                  Straight from the heart of,

                                      Your youngest Grandson “Arindam”.

                                    Date/27Aug2012

 

 

 

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55 thoughts on “A letter to my Grandfather, who was not part of my childhood!

  1. What a great tribute to your grandfather and the legacy he left your family. A published book is a wonderful legacy…especially to those of us who love the written word. He sounds like an amazing man, Arindam. I’m sure he is smiling wherever he is.

    • Yes, somehow we could not hold on to the legacy he left for us. But this book was just a glimpse of his talent. He could have achieved much more than what he did in his lifetime. Might be he was wrong in choosing people, whom he could believe.
      He was an amazing man, and I would be really proud if my words could gift him a smile.

  2. May you be blessed with the ability to live as though you actually received the response you would like to receive. In so doing, the Universe will likely conspire to make it so! Much love to you Arindam. How could a Dada not adore you and bless you??

  3. Arindam, wish there was a cybe-rhug feature in wordpress. This post deserves one. I am sure every word reached your grandfather and I am sure he has tears in his eyes and great pride in his heart for having you as a grandson. My grammar is not to good but I’d be happy to read any first drafts if you feel the need. god bless you, my child :)

  4. death is what unites every living creature …
    according to Buddhist philosophy, your grandfather will have done what is drawn up by his karma, Arindam. His Mind is probably still with us in another form … certain memories, such as those that I have for my father (he died when I was pregnant of my second daughter), come back to me in his last physical form! is sweet to remember …
    thank you for your deep thoughts, a serene week :-)claudine

    • Thanks a lot Claudine. :) Yes I too believe, his body may be not with us today, but his soul is keeping an eye on us and blessing us. I am glad to hear that, your father returned to you, in form of your daughter. I would love to know more of Buddhist philosophy. I heard that, there is a concept on reincarnation too. Is it true?

  5. The strength and wisdom passed on by your missing Dada is certainly touching you Arindam, when your heart swells with appreciation for the man you do not remember, have faith that his blessing is upon you as you come to publish your first book, he would be very proud of such a fine grandson!

    • Yes I do have faith that his blessings are with me. I too hope I can make him proud with my first book. Thanks a lot Christine for taking your time to read this one.

  6. Good luck on that mission Arindam :) It is a shame the dictionary is not in the hands of the family :(. Hey, you are not going to get fat, that’s good news ;)

  7. Thank you for yr letter about Grandfather. Your imiganation is very nice, you are blessed to have written about
    your grandfather as if he lives with you. After your marriage he may born as child to you to fulfill your dreams.

  8. I’m sure your grandpa is watching over you and feeling immensely proud of you. I am lucky that i have lovely memories of my dadaji, who doted on me. His blessings will always be with you.

  9. Death is hardest on the living, Arindam. We always wish for one more day … to spend time with those we love, to do things that were left undone. Blessings to you for letting the world know of you grandfather’s gifts.
    I feel that what I am is the result of all that I have experienced – positive and negative. I wouldn’t change anything because I think it helped me become a better person. From what you’ve gone thru, I feel that you have had the same positive transformation – and your grandfather would be proud of that.

    • Yes Judy, I too realized, events like this happens us. I learnt from these events, that nothing is permanent in this world, not fame, money or glory; I learnt it too that, Before believing someone, we must need to make sure that we are putting our belief on the right person.
      It was all my pleasure to share my grandfather’s story with you all. Thanks a lot for reading it and sharing these encouraging words here.

  10. Your words have flown straight to the heart of your dada, Arindam. You bring him joy and pride in the life you live, the love you give to all who know you.
    Blessings – Maxi

    • Yes he did leave a strong legacy for us; but somehow we lost it without any fault of us. Still that’s life, nothing is permanent in this world. But I do hope that, one day we can be able to leave our own legacy for our next generation, just like my grandfather left for us. Thanks a lot for reading this one Patti!

  11. Just lovely
    Your dada sure has passed on the gift of writing to you, while he left the gift of enjoying food to the rest of the family members :)
    I guess you got the best gift.
    And yes we always keep learning lessons from this life. If we keep to the honest path, someday it will be rewarded. sorry to hear about the land… but im sure there is something better in store for you all.
    All the best

    • I too feel like that, dada has given me the most precious gift. :) Yes as people say, life is the best teacher. No honestly, we do not feel sorry for the land just for the sake of money; but we do feel sorry for all our childhood memories associated with that land. But as my dad always, it was something he did not earn, it was his father’s property. If his own son had no regrets about it, then why his grandson was feeling sad about it. So true! So yes, now I no more feel sorry about it. :)

  12. Thank you for your beautiful words to honor your dada and you will continue to make his legacy grow…it is like your dada was the little tree planted and matured in his time and now, you, Arindam, will go on to make this tree flourish into many generations.
    Blessings and light to you…;)

    • It was all my pleasure to share my dada’s story with you all and I really appreciate it that, you took your time to read this post, Sunshine. I am really not sure, If I can ever make his legacy grow, but for sure I will try my level best to achieve so. :)

  13. As a grandparent, I can assure you that your Dada is proud of you. I, too, lost my paternal grandfather around that age. Can’t help but wonder what I missed in not knowing him.

    • Thanks a lot Patti, for saying these kind words. Nothing can make me more happier than, realizing that my dada is proud of me. I too hope one day I can make him proud.
      Yes, just like you I too missed my grandfather’s presence in my life.

  14. I’ve thought of also writing about my Dada and this lovely tribute has inspired me to do it. Thank you.
    Is your Dada your Father’s father? What’s the name for your mother’s father?

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