tandon uncle passed away last week… he was somewhere in his seventies.. had lived his life… and how fond of life he was… i remember he used to come to my place every evening… his evening walk getting replaced by tea and whatever snacks didi and i were having… he used to treat us like his daughters… the nonk jhonk… the fun… the jokes… and then a few years back his health deteriorated and the evening walks stopped… i used to visit occasionally but that also stopped…. i got awkward visiting.. not knowing what to talk about… it is only now that he is gone that i realise what the evening, topic-less, conversations taught me… he taught me that happiness needs no reason… and i continue to live happily.. not looking for a reason… if there is life after death, i hope he continues to smile too… 🙂 enjoy yourself uncle, hope you get loads of kebabs and chicken to eat… 🙂
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