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Sunday, March 11, 2012

A Prayer for Swapneel and his Brothers - Part III

The more I watch him the more I realise the inadequacy of words and pictures. All the pages I fill up writing about him and the hundred of pictures I click on my Nikon and paste on my facebook will not be able to capture anything of his years of growing up - and the incredible mark it is leaving on me.

He asks me questions, many questions. His questions remind me of all that I have lost over the years: the melody of my voice, the richness of my mind, the curiosity in my heart. It makes me feel like a lump of stone, going by sheer momentum and nothing else.  

But he also teaches me. He teaches me to be human amidst all the chaos of modern-day living.  He reminds me there are things more fundamentally important than that pending PowerPoint at office or that micro fluctuation at the stock market. He also teaches me to smile: an ugly hardened smile from a middle-aged man probably, but still a smile.

There is nothing I can teach to Swapneel and his brothers; it’s only the other way round!

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