KVRKBhargav
A small street in the pilgrim town of Puttaparthi was getting ready for
the marriage ceremony of Anand at Sai Prem Nivas, the house of Shastri's. The
street was tastefully decorated with buntings, pandal was erected, the hard
cement road sported rangolis of myriad colours and hues looking even more
beautiful in a chain of blinking LED rope lights placed on either side of the
street leading to the house from the main gopuram road. Sai Prema Nivas
was decorated like a bride with flowers and countless small decorative
lights. People came dressed up in different types of fashionable clothes as if
participating in a school fancy dress competition. There was a
lingering aroma of the different delicacies which were being prepared in the
make shift kitchen with street dogs loitering around and enjoying the fragrance
with their olfactory capabilities. The blaring music from the latest Tollywood
and Bollywood numbers interspersed with some devotional ones and bhajans created a din which overshadowed the sweet jingling of
the chimes hanging at the entrance of the groom's house. Guests
sitting in small circles used to burst into peals of laughter reliving some
lighter moments of their college days. There was an atmosphere of joy and
conviviality.
All of a sudden there were wails heard from a house, a house few paces
further inside the street. A small crowd had gathered outside this house with
people having pale and despondent faces. There was a commotion, a commotion
which suggested a loss, a calamity, sending a chill through my spine. All
faces attending the marriage party had a puzzling look trying to ascertain the
reason for this sudden pall of gloom. News was broken to us in hushed tones
about the tragic death of Sai Krishna, a young man in his mid-twenties in a
road accident. Sai who got married recently used to do plumbing work to
eke out his livelihood. The music on loud speakers was stopped, the lively
discussions faded away and even the wind stopping blowing in response to
the gloominess, silencing the jingle of the chimes. The festive atmosphere started
giving way to a somber emotion and there was heaviness palpable in the air.
It made me ponder deeply about the uncertainties of life which is
nothing but a tapestry woven out of joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain, ebb and
flow. One moment what is so close to you withers away without an inkling? The
family of Sai Krishna was inconsolable. They were not able to believe that a
member of their family is no more. Life is merciless when it decides to teach
lessons the hard way that everything we see and experience is transient
and fleeting. Man gets tossed again and again in the vicissitudes of life but
doesn't catch this lesson which life teaches us.
But life goes on!
After trying to console the bereaving family, the invitees started the
rituals of the marriage.
It was a weird feeling to witness two divergent aspects of life at the
same time, one of joyousness and other of deep sorrow. This is the flip flop
and the irony of life.I remembered the verse from Bhagwad Gita where Lord
Krishna says:
Sukha
Dukha Same Krutva Labha Labhou Jaya jayaou,
Tatho
Yuddhaya yujasva Naivam Papa Avapyasi
meaning having an equal-mindedness in happiness and sorrow, gain
and loss, victory and defeat,engage in the battle of life and you will not
incur sin.
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