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A Whiff from the Past!!!

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Being an Indian I grew up in scented environments--the most frequent scents wafting in on the Breeze from our huge Garden.For me the Floral Scents have always fascinated me--and my childhood was spent experimenting with Flowers---trying to make different types of Oil Perfumes or Attars!!!Whenever I remember my childhood each memory is associated with some scent or another.For instance Diwali reminds me of the fragrant scrub called "Uttana/Ubtan" which was a must for our ritual baths each year.Our bodies would first be massaged with a perfumed Oil--most of which had those cloying Perfumes that I hated so I just used Patchouli Oil instead!!However the subsequent activity of scrubbing of our bodies with the fragrant Herbal Scrub made everything worth while.The mild,lingering perfume that exuded throughout the day from our bodies after the Ritual bathing was the highlight of Diwali for me!!This scrub is made according to an ancient Ayurvedic Formula-- with various Powders and Herbs dried and powdered together and then mixed with a little Chick Pea Flour and Milk Cream to form a thick paste before applying it all over the Body.After it is washed off with warm,Attar scented Water, it leaves the skin feeling moisturised and baby soft all over!!
According to Custom I used to anoint and bathe Sudhir each "Bali Pratipadaa" much to his embarassment and the amusement of our daughters every year!!However I could not do this for him in 2009 for we were with Sayali in New York and I didn't want to risk clogging the Drains--for she lived on the 17th. Floor!!In 2010 it was with Sayali again--- this time in London--and the same held true once more----2011 he passed away a few days before "Bali Pratipadaa" so he missed his Ritual bath for 3 years in a row!!I love following our ancient Traditions--as children in the very cold,dry North Indian Winters the "Uttana" Baths were a regular weekly feature for us when we were growing up as were Oil Baths which meant a regular oiling of our Hair and bodies with Mustard Oil before bathing.For me the home made Shampoo Powder my maternal Grandma Aaji sent was another high point--it smelt wonderful and very woodsy--redolent of all the various Hair rejuvenating Herbs she personally dried and powdered at home in their sprawling Bungalow in Poona.For me these Perfumes form an unbroken link with the Past--a thread that runs from the beginning of my Life till today--weaving so many different Memories in it's String!!
I also remember Perfumes that were a Gift to Mummy from Le Corbusier one Christmas--maybe in 1959.He had brought her these specially blended Vials from Grasse. One was a Pine scented bottle shaped like a Pine Cone in deep,dark, Emerald Green Glass with a Beige Ceramic stopper and the other was a jewel rich Lapis Lazuli Blue with a Gold Glass stopper---- redolent with the scent of Alpine Meadows in Summer--a subtle, elusive but haunting Perfume that simply lingered and lingered on.Mummy was allergic to strong smells--and specially allergic to a type of Jasmine called "Chameli" in India.There was a huge Creeper of this growing outside my Bedroom window--scenting the Air throughout the late Spring,Summer and early Monsoons.I loved it's scent and would draw it in deeply with each breath whenever the Breeze wafted it into my bedroom--Mummy on the other hand hated it because it made her Hay Fever Allergy worse!!The worst of this situation was when my paternal Grandma Akka would be visiting us during the Summer--she'd gather lots of the fat,long,Pink tinted Buds and string these up into a thick,fat string we call a "Gajra" during the hot Summer afternoons and then very lovingly insist Mummy wear it on her huge bun of thick wavy hair that evening----a Machiavellian way of playing the bitchy mother-in-law to the hilt!! Another scent that haunts me is Lavender--my father's favourite Perfume.Even today I love using Lavender in any form because it reminds me of Daddy--the fresh,clean scent lingering on in the Atmosphere!!In 1983 we had travelled to Kashmir for our Summer vacation--the heady scent of that beautiful,perfumed Air still haunts me--it was a very intoxicating mixture of Saffron Crocuses,Iris,Narcissi,Roses,Tuberoses,Wat
er Lilies and the tiny,yellow coloured Mountain Jasmines---all mixed with the woody scents of Spruce and Pine.Till date it remains the most tantalising and mesmerising Perfume I've ever come across--not even some of the best English Gardens I've visited can compare favourably to it!!
I'm a hoarder and my huge hoard of various types of perfumes is the proof of it.There is a bottle of "Opium" and "L'Air du Temps" lying unused in my Cupboard--both Sudhir's gifts to me--maybe on our 10th.Anniversary.Then there is an almost empty bottle of "4711" that Daddy sent me for my 21st. birthday from Mauritius a month before he died.There are also bottles of Chanel No.5,"Dunes","L'Air du Temps","Coco" all of them Gifts from my daughters--along with plenty of stuff that I bought myself on my trips. Sudhir however loved wearing "Aramis" when we got married--later replaced by Davidoff's "Cool Waters" ,"Black XS" by Paco Rabanne,"Boss" by Hugo Boss,finally "Burberry" by Burberry and Grey Vetiver by Tom Ford towards the end.Some bottles he threw away--some I still have ---for they hold the essence of some very precious Memories for me!!

  
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RIDMYCOCOON 10/25/2012 6:53AM

    What elixirs for the soul. That is so true they are unbroken threads to our past. I love how you put that. As you know, I look forward to your blogs because you often affiliate the smells with experience, which I simply adore! You said "bitchy" that makes me laugh. You saying bitchy Ha, Ha!

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/24/2012 11:55PM

    Like you I associate smells with memories.I grow beds of lavender ,lavender they said I would never get to over winter in our harsh cold climate here but I do.I also grow lavender in the windows of my house year round. I wish I could send you some of the bath salts I make ! I love patchouli.You would only have to see the bathroom off my bedroom to know I too qualify as a hoarder of perfumes ! Though none of the scents would surprise you.One would think our paths had crossed on a London street and we had taken our oh so similar thoughts to opposite sides of the world !It is little wonder we are friends !

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JUDYAMK 10/24/2012 8:24PM

    I love the scent of your blog!!! You have the most detailed blogs.
Judy

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MIRFA71 10/24/2012 2:51PM

    very beautiful and aromatic blog..

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BOVEY63 10/24/2012 10:38AM

    Our sense of smell really is a gift. It amazes me how a light whiff of something van bring back so many memories.

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SAASHA17 10/24/2012 8:40AM

    Wow u know ur smells..I know what u mean about associating memories with scents..beautiful blog as ever.

Manasa

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Oooohhhh!!Humphrey Bogart!!!

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Ann's comment about Sudhir being handsome like a Movie Star reminded me of an incident we had on a Delta Flight to India.On our way back to India we boarded our return Flight at Atlanta---and the Stewardess received us warmly before doing a double take as soon as she saw Sudhir. She then escorted him to his Seat and as he seated himself,inquired very coyly with great warmth if he was an Indian Movie Star!!!I was enjoying the amusing interaction---because Sudhir was blushing furiously---turning purple with embarassment------the lady was gushing that he reminded her of Humphrey Bogart and continued giving him extra attention for the entire duration of the Flight!!To me it merely reiterated a point--that I had a very handsome husband--who himself had a very negative opinion about his own appearance!!
In India being fair complexioned means being beautiful---and since I inherited my maternal Grandma's milk white skin, people would exclaim over my skin tone.Till I put on weight I had a big nose which would get sidelined just because I was fair.The worst thing was when Sudhir himself would ask me as how I married him--seeing that I was so fair and he so dark!!He always referred to us together as "Vanilla Ice Cream with Chocolate Sauce"!!I am not fishing for Compliments when I say this but honestly between the two of us he had a much better facial Bone structure--and that's why he aged so well!!Like old Wine he matured into a very striking individual who somehow never really realised just how elegant and charismatic he actually was!!He exuded a persona that was witty,charming and so very well dressed--without prejudice he was one of the more impeccably dressed Lawyers in the High Court!!

Outside the Courts
He was very particular about the Whiteness of his Shirts--and mostly wore double cuffed Dress Shirts with a winged collar to Court.His White Shirts and Bands contrasted dramatically with his Coal Black Coat---which was the deepest Black I've ever seen--buying all these at Brooks Brother or Menswear Shops in New York and Los Angeles.A friend of his once asked him in Court whether he rubbed a Charcoal Stick over his Coat to maintain the colour!!!People say that it is Women who take time to make up their minds--they should have been sent out with Sudhir---shopping for his Coats,Shirts and Pants was very tiring and time consuming!!Besides he had very definite views about what really looked good on him--maybe that's why he never let me buy him anything---whatever I bought was either too dull or too loud--never exactly what he wanted!!
He belonged to a family that really loved Clothes--all of us are possessed of overflowing Closets!!When we got married in 1970, despite the hot,humid,sweltering Bombay Weather both he and his brother Milind loved wearing 3 piece Suits!!They'd leave the house dressed thus everyday for the Court--and change into their Black Coats and Gowns in the Office just before leaving for Court.The Weather did not deter him from wearing every conceivable Fabric for his Suits---there are many days I've spent bored out of my mind at Rao's--his Tailor's shop while he discussed the various Styles and Cuts as well as the various qualities of the Canvas used in those Coats---me and later both the Girls learnt to treat his Coats with respect--almost as if they were human--for if the canvas got crushed the fall and line of the Coat would be damaged!!So we crushed ourselves but made space for the Coats flung over the Seats---we'd all three iron out--but they wouldn't!!
If I was to sum him up I'd say that he was a very finicky dresser---who really planned the Outfits he wore meticulously and the care he took, showed!!He loved dressing up--and while I've given away his Shirts,Pants and Ties I still have a large Collection of his Coats----ranging from Tweeds to Linen----which I can't find in my heart to just give away.Sometimes I bury my nose in these to catch his scent--which unfortunately is fast fading away!!

  
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RIDMYCOCOON 10/25/2012 6:40AM

    Impressive. He totally looks like a movie star. What sort of cases did he work on? I would bury my face in the jackets now and then too. There is nothing better than a sharp dressed man

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BOVEY63 10/24/2012 10:33AM

    What a wonderful story about the airplane ride!
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After my grandmother passed away I had a relative make teddy bears out of two of her coats - these were then given to all the great-grandchildren. Not only are they a reminder of her but also an item hand-crafted by a loved one. I dressed my sons' bears in the outfits they wore in their first professional photos (when they were about 4 months). There was enough fabric to make one for my brother (who doesn't have children) and one for my mom.
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JUDYAMK 10/23/2012 7:55PM

    My Dad bought my Mom Evening in Paris in the late 1940's I remember when she had it tucked away in her closet,( there were 6 of us kids so she probably hid it so we would not get into it.) So in the 1950's I found it in the closet & it was in a heart shaped box with a blue tassel. I would open the powder & perfume & open it & very carefully & smell it. I will be 62 this year & when I got married 28 years ago Mom gave me the blue bottle that was in the set it still had half a bottle of powder in & still does. Every once in awhile I open it up to smell & I see myself sitting in the closet smelling Mom's perfume. Thank you fro sharing your love stories of you & your beloved husband.
Judy

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/23/2012 12:56PM

    Sudhir was indeed a very handsome man. I like Ann am very very pale,it comes with the red hair .I have spent my life being treated to comments about my skin and hair colour.I like what my husband tells people that say how white I am best he says I was the inspiration for Procol Harum's song "A Whiter Shade of Pale" !

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SAASHA17 10/23/2012 9:48AM

    Sudhir is handsome:) I know how funny it is in India about the fairness...lol...My mom was really adamant about finding a darker complexion husband just to spite my grandma..lol...and I used to fight with the kids who commented about my dad's skin tone...idiots...lol....

Mana
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EACHDAYAGIFT 10/23/2012 9:34AM

    Even though in our country there is still preferential treatment given to Caucasians by some, I have still run into criticism for my pallor! Before people got wise about skin cancer, i have had complete strangers coax me to get out of the shade because I needed a little color! I also relate about the smells. I tried smelling Chanel no. 5, my mom's perfume, and it did nothing for me, Maybe it was the way it smelled on her that i would have recognized. But the original Jergens hand lotion always brings her younger self back to me, standing at the kitchen sink and softening her hands after doing dishes or washing up after cooking. I picture her at the house we lived in from my age of 5 until 11, never anywhere else. I think as we got older, she switched brands.

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PUDLECRAZY 10/23/2012 6:06AM

    Sudhir was indeed a handsome man and I see the analogy with Bogart. It is too bad people are made to feel bad about the color of their skin. There is great beauty in all ranges of skin color from the darkest to lightest.

When I was young I asked a Hindu friend of mine why Krishna was portrayed as blue. I was told that his skin was so dark, it was almost purple. I don't know if that is true or not, but I love that color skin that is like an eggplant; so dark and rich.

I understand about scents! I kept two of my father's jackets; not because I could use them for anything but bury my nose in them and breathe his presence. They still have a little aroma of Dad.

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OVERWORKEDJANET 10/23/2012 5:43AM

    A very stylish man!

When you mention scents, I smile in companionship. I still have a bottle of my mother's perfume from 14 years ago. Once in a while I open the box and take a whiff. It's not produced anymore so I have a relic from the past that may not last.When I smell it now I usually smile and have less tears.

Dad wore nothing but his deodorant. I can't go about smelling that! He was addicted to pepermint Life Savers...I always keep some around.

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Ooops!!!

Monday, October 22, 2012


Sudhir---Planning some Mischief
Sudhir was a great one for throwing Parties---but celebrating his Birthday was a big no-no for him.The same courtesy however did not extend to me--he'd loved celebrating my Birthdays!!!I'm going to recount here the tale of two Birthdays--my 40th. in 1993 and his 50th. in 1994---something that still makes me laugh today--in retrospect!!Then--I was furious and hopping mad!!!I'm not one for big Celebrations on my Birthdays either--for me the ideal way top spend the day would be with Sudhir--just him and me together--on a long drive preferably---leaving in the morning and returning home late at night.This was exactly what I told him when he asked me about what I wanted on my 40th.He however had other Plans.Early in the morning of my Birthday he quietly invited a mixed crowd of 45-50 people over for Dinner---Lotta had married earlier in the year--14th.February to be exact---into the Gujarati Community. There were her sister--in--law's people who ate Vegetarian Food without Onion and Garlic,then her in-laws who were Vegetarians but ate Onion and Garlic flavoured Food and finally the rest of our Family--- Non-Vegetarians----for whom the Menu included Fish,Meat and Chicken!!The best part?I was cooking it!!
Luckily I was used to handling huge quantities of Food---so I got everything assembled and began Cooking. The Veg. Food was cooked last because it took less time to cook.The Non-Veg. went first---spicy Kolhapuri Mutton, Chicken Curry and Prawn/Shrimp Pickle were ready by afternoon and then the Veg. cooking started---and I was finished by 6 p.m. with 3 different types of Food--in equal number of Variations!!By 7.30 p.m. I was refreshed and perky--for I hate looking tired and fed up whenever I invite Folks over--as the Hostess it is my duty to make my Guests feel welcome and ensure that they have a good time!!That done it was a really good Party--ending way past mid-night!!By the time everything was cleared up it was past 2 a.m.--and as I laid my aching body next to Sudhir's, he turned round and told me I should be very pleased with the great Birthday I had!!!That statement of his hit a very sore spot--but since I was too tired and lacked the energy to argue I just let it go!!!
However his Birthday the following year was something I'd been planning for a long time!!As Luck would have it,it fell on a Monday---and Monday means purely "Saattvik" food--cooked without Onion or Garlic!!I planned an extensive Menu,spoke to Ram Krishna--a young Decorator nearby about putting up a Marqee in the Condominium Garden--keeping it hush hush for I knew Sudhir would throw a Spanner in the preparations if he knew.Unfortunately one of Lotta's friends named Padmaja wholived in the Condominium, asked Sudhir himself about whose Birthday Party was being planned with such meticulous eye to detail--and that just did it!!Sudhir tore into me with his quietest,steely voice--ripping me apart with deadly precision--reducing me to a quivering jelly of tiny pieces--so thorough was he!!I spent the entire week crying my eyes out--for he clammed up on me and would talk to me coldly only if he needed something--otherwise there was no communication between us!!However there was nothing I could do about the Guests--his Siblings, Uncles, Cousins had invited themselves over along with their entire Family--and that meant our entire Flat was overflowing with people---since the Marquee had been cancelled!!

Son Chaaphaa or Michelia Flower with a lingering,intoxicating Scent

The Bakula Flower has an elusive perfume that it retains even after it is faded and dry!!
The entire Flat was scented with deep yellow "Chaafa" flowers for I had had these strung into Garlands for the Pictures of Sudhir's and my father's Pictures.Not just that,I had placed these Flowers in each and every corner of our Rooms---turning our home into a beautifully scented Paradise!! I had also hung strings of the tiny "Bakuli" flowers at regular intervals---turning the entire Flat into a fragrant Bower!1 I had cooked the entire Meal according to the Traditional Menu---and it was served in the Traditional way--with people sitting on flat wooden planks with short legs called "Paats" in Marathi.There were "Chaurangs" which are four legged square stools to place the Banana Leaves acting as Platters on and each person had a "Taambyaa" or small Steel Pot with an upended "Bhaandey" or small Steel Glass to keep and drink Water in.I had drawn "Rangoli" or a free hand pattern with fine White Marble Dust and filled in the colours in the Pattern to make it a bright circular border around each seating arrangement.As per Tradition, the Children were served first---then the Men and finally the Women.While the Arrangements and the Menu got me plenty of Compliments the only one that really counted for me was when Sudhir held me close and apologised for being so beastly to me during the entire Week--and then thanked me for putting in such a massive effort in cooking the entire Meal by myself--it made my aching back and tired body feel rejuvenated with the intense Pleasure it gave me--everything was right with my World once more--because Sudhir was happy!!!

  
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RIDMYCOCOON 10/25/2012 6:30AM

    My husband is snoring tonight. I came out to the couch to try to get a better night's sleep. I am so glad your blogs are so beautifully written with such detail. It allows my mind to stay dreamy. I am sure when I have read a little more I will peacefully return to slumber.

What an incredible evening. This tradition sounds marvelous. I would love to know more about it. What fragrance.

He cuts a handsome figure!

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MIRFA71 10/23/2012 2:26PM

    Reading your blogs, makes me a part of your journey. your narration is so beautiful.

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/23/2012 12:49PM

    What a marvelous photo of Sudhir .The party sounds incredible your attention to detail is second to none! I can almost smell the lovely scent and the aroma of the food wafting through the air, no wonder Sudhir apologized and was happy he had a marvelous birthday thanks to an incredible wife !

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PUDLECRAZY 10/23/2012 6:10AM

    Oh my, though, that sounds wonderful. I wish I could have joined you. I am breathing in the aromas and tasting the food just reading your blog.

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EACHDAYAGIFT 10/22/2012 10:50AM

    What a handsome picture of Sudhir. He looks like a movie star. I can just imagine all the wonderful smells and the details of the table settings. If it had been me, I think I would have called the whole thing off and sent him to MacDonalds for his dinner, LOL! Sometimes when things go wrong, it makes for the memories we laugh about later, though.
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DRASADAF 10/22/2012 10:32AM

    i remember collecting these bakula flowers from our garden during my childhood...loved ur blog ....makes one relive everything...

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SPARKLINGHOPE 10/22/2012 8:57AM

    Touching blog. Best wishes

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Questions

Monday, October 22, 2012

Compliments of HICOCKHALEY
Borrowed from CHERIRIDELL
Where is your Cell?
Pocket
Spouse?
Heaven
Hair?
Grey
Your Mother?
Heaven
Your Father?
Heaven
Your Favourite Thing?
Boombox
Your Dream last night?
Husband
Favourite Drink?
Water
What Room are you in?
Bedroom
Your Hobby?
Cooking
Your Fear?
Living
Where do you want to be in 6 years?
Healthy
Where were you last night?
Home
Something that you aren't?
Happy
Muffins?
Blueberry
Wish list Item?
IPad3
Last thing you did?
Reading
What are you wearing?
Indian
Your Pets?
None
Your Friends?
Many
Your Life?
Okay
Your Mood?
Somber
Missing someone?
Husband
Drinking?
Tea
Your Car?
i20
Something you are not wearing?
Shoes
Your Favourite Store?
Westside
Favourite Colour?
Ecru
When is the last time you cried?
Morning
Where do you go over and over?
Doctors
Five People who email me regularly?
Family
Favourite Place to eat?
Asian
Favourite Place I'd like to be right now?
Home!!!




  
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SAASHA17 10/24/2012 6:03PM

    KOmal,

wish u werent so sad..take care...

Manasa

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MIRFA71 10/24/2012 2:54PM

    emoticon wish you health!

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/23/2012 12:44PM

    Hugs I wish you did not have such great sorrow !

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PUDLECRAZY 10/23/2012 6:13AM

    I wish you were happy, though. You still have such deep sadness.

Sending love,
Chris

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Priceless Pearls of Memories!!!

Friday, October 19, 2012

Sudhir

Laughing at Me

New York 2007

New York,2009

Today is Sudhir's first Death Anniversary--a year has gone by but the void in my heart is still aching as much as it did when I saw him lying on the Bathroom floor last year!!That one moment shattered Life as I had known it into a zillion pieces around me----and for the first time after almost 42 years since our Engagement on December 29,1969 I was standing by myself--totally, completely alone!!The overwhelming panic and loneliness that I felt in that one moment has stayed with me throughout the last year---and contrary to common belief--Time does not heal--it sharpens the Pain and Loneliness even more acutely as it passes by!!
For more than a month now my mind has not been focussing---it is by sheer determination that I'm functioning somewhat akin to normalcy----but only I know what it has cost me to do that!!!In this last one year besides my immediate family--my daughters,grand daughter and sons-in-law,it is Sudhir's sisters and Ritu that have been my mainstay emotionally--never really intruding but offering unconditional support as and when needed. Sudhir was the youngest of his siblings--his sisters were very emotionally attached to both their brothers---but it was Sudhir who was their baby--the one they really protected since childhood.Sometimes I think it was because of the way both he and I thought our marriage was the way it was--I was the eldest and as such had it hammered into my head that my sisters were my responsibility since I was just 4 years old--he on the other hand being the youngest in his family was used to being pampered and cossetted---so we were both well matched!!We were passionately and desperately in love when we married--but two very strong self opinionated individuals too--and the first few years of our marriage were spent smoothing out the rough edges.Here I will certainly say that our Commitment to each other being as strong as it was helped us tremendously.No matter how bad our fights the fact that we were a single Unit together helped us surmount our differences and as Time passed we began taking on each other's Personality traits--for instance when we got married Sudhir was in the habit of clamming up for days and pacing up and down incessantly whenever something I did irked him--I on the other hand was very vocal and loud and once vented--cool again!!!By the time he died, he'd become pretty open and vocal about his peeves and I'd started sulking---something which amused us then and still amuses me today.
Our life truly centered around each other and for the last 11 years it was just the two of us---him and me.Today just because he is no more I have so much Time hanging on my hands--just a year back I did not even have a second to myself in which he was not a party!!!I try to keep myself busy by doing things I took an interest in all my life---but I can no longer read non-stop the way I used to earlier---discovered this in London earlier in March that my interest in Books is waning.Nothing appeals any more and because I was scared of slipping slowly into Depression, I started my Catering Business 15 days back.It has definitely perked up my interest in Cooking once more--for Sudhir was my greatest Fan where Food was concerned--he loved showing off my expertise in that Department by carrying regular Tiffins for his friends on Wednesdays and Fridays---I'd wait for his hurried but jubilant 'Phone call after the Meal from his Cell---speaking so softly that I'd have to strain my ears to catch whatever he was saying!!That evening he'd come back home as pleased as Punch and beaming all over his face--- Pride and Pleasure writ large all over his entire being!!!Today the fulsome Compliments from my Customers and the polished clean Tiffins that come back show that my efforts are appreciated does help in soothing my aching heart a little but that empty painful void remains--perhaps never to go away as long as I live!!!Rest in Peace My Love--and till we meet again help me to survive too!!!

  
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JUDYAMK 10/21/2012 8:27AM

    Komal, thank you for the sharing the pictures. I never liked the saying " Time heals" I believe as you do it becomes even more painful & lonely afterwards. I can see it in my Mother to this day after losing my step father. I see it in my customers when one of their spouses have passed away.They always say nobody knows what it is really like to feel that emptiness I am happy that you have started this business to give happiness to others with your food & perhaps just for a flicker of a moment that will make your heart at rest. Take care Komal You have the most beautiful love story in your blogs.
Judy

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RIDMYCOCOON 10/20/2012 9:30PM

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IMEMINE1 10/20/2012 9:24AM

    emoticon emoticon Beautiful blog.

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OVERWORKEDJANET 10/20/2012 8:53AM

    He was a beautiful man, my friend.
It IS ok to feel so bad these next few days. Every day when you wake up it will be a new day to find new purpose.
Hugs and hope to you,
Janet

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BOVEY63 10/19/2012 9:25PM

    Prayers that all these beautiful memories will bring you peace.
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EACHDAYAGIFT 10/19/2012 12:49PM

    Thank you for sharing those pictures. i particularly loved the one of the two of you on the couch together, both looking so comfortable and content together. It was funny to read of how you reversed roles in your argument styles over the years, each adopting the style of the other. Time will not heal or lessen the wounds, but time will eventually allow more things to coexist with them. I am proud of you for taking care of yourself as Sudhir would have wanted and challenging yourself in spite of probably not even wanting to get out of bed in the morning. Lots of love, my friend.
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MIRFA71 10/19/2012 4:37AM

    Let time take its course and cherish the beautiful memories you made with Sudhir. He must be satisfied and happy seeing that you are doing well and coping with his loss and respecting life. My prayers for you and Sudhir. I am very proud to have yo as my friend. emoticon

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XXMILAXX 10/19/2012 2:57AM

    emoticon You said it right, time does not heal, it sharpens the pain and lonlieness. Even though I'm reading it, I cannot imagine your pain. You always remember him with so much love, let some of that heal your broken heart it that's possible. You are both blessed to have had one another. emoticon emoticon

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CHERIRIDDELL 10/19/2012 2:37AM

    Komal this is the loveliest blog. I am sure Sudhir is honoured by the way you show that your love for him continues.I am sure that he is beaming his smile down on you from heaven proud of all you have done in this very hard year.From your blogs from which he really still lives ,as long as Sudhir is so alive in your heart you make him alive for those of us who were not privileged to know him to your catering business it is your inate kindness and goodness that shine on, he would be proud of you Komal.Just as we are delighted to call you Friend ,Sudhir would be proud to see you still giving so much of yourself to the world while still keeping his memory burning bright. You are a miracle Komal and a gift to us all !

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