Educated Family of an Educated Man - In Mayhem!!

Hai jinka pratap yeh, kaash woh aankhein hoti aaj yeh dekhne ke liye!!

This was the statement that my mother gave when she walked out of Marriage function of my Brother-in-law. It was a context which took us all by surprise, but then we realized what she meant. My dad was driven by his son in a Sedan (Tata Manza), my Dr. Uncle (younger to my dad) was driven by his Dr.(in making) son, Saksham in his Sedan (Honda Civic) and the youngest uncle was driven in his hatchback by his son. All this while another Sedan(DZire) was parked right next to these.

Most of you would think what is so special about this and why my Mom mentioned this about my Grandpa. You might want to read my previous blog about him. He belonged to a very poor background where getting two square meals a day was itself an achievement. He sat in a car when he was beyond 50 yrs of age and took only flight of his life to Delhi, once.

This is his glory and this is his blessings that his Grandsons and Grand daughters are all set to take the family to the next level. He had one Engineer, his sons have given him two. He had one Dr. his sons have given him two. He had one house, his sons have given him 4 and his grandsons promise to make them 8. He traveled once in an aircraft at domestic level, by now his Grandson, Grand daughter and Great Grand daughter have qualified to be called as global travelers.

This is his Pratap (Glory) that we continue to live for, that we continue to strive for. No wonder, my mother without whims or fancies made a mention with wet eyes. How we wish you were here, Grandpa, to witness all this and more.

I wonder if he should be there though!! The family, as he mentioned, needs to come together, leave all the egos behind, bury all the differences. If you are reading this, I eldest grandson of my Baba, would like to request you all Uncles, Aunties, please kill the negativity and come together. Sit down, and talk your hearts out. Trust me, today we all are well off enough to become one big happy family. The next generation of Deepak, Prasoon, Saksham, Sarthak, Monu, Yash, Aishwary and the daughters - Pooja, Udita are all set to take this family to next level. Please do not let it get wasted.

I have realized this, the eldest of the family has the onus of sorting the matters while youngsters have to onus to talk their hearts out. If youngsters try to play gimmicks or games, and elders do not take decisions, the family goes through Mayhem. There is no throne to fight for, there is no kinship to argue for, its just one big family.

Please bury the hatchet, don't get divided for once you are divided you all will perish.

What i witnessed in this last visit to India, that our family is on the verge of finishing line. A couple more wrong moves and the family shall cease to exist. There are enough negative forces that are working day and night to spoil the name that Baba had created. I am afraid so far, they have been successful.

Shashi bhua dragged Papa in court, Rajan chacha continues to not follow the lead, Dr Chacha now with Papa trying to sort matters all by himself, Shail Bhua unknowingly becoming anti family, and worst of all kids are increasingly growing apart.

Come on, what do we want, Money - i believe we all have enough, houses - i believe we all have them, cars- we all have our own, even the next generation have bought it for themselves, what exactly do we want?

If I and munnu have struggled hard to have a decent life, if Softy and Snoopy are now studying in medical colleges by their sheer determination and efforts, why do we want Monu, Yash and Aishwary to struggle? Three of these have four elder brothers who have reached a decent level. Why do we want them to struggle? Please Think.

I would now want to reach out the next generation - Softy, Snoopy, Udita, Monu, Yash, Aishwary if you are reading this, i want to tell you, Baba was someone who rose from the ground, from a very poor background, (if you don't trust me, ask your parents to take to Village : Gagchana, Tehsil : Chipabadood, Dist: Baran, to his parental house and see for yourselves - i, munnu and cheenu have seen it, and trust me, after seeing it i can tell you, what we have today is blessing). Lets not let it go wasted. I am ok to bend my back for you all if you decide to hold my hand. I am ready to cut the differences if you decide to bridge it from your side. I am ready to burn my life to get you all a decent life. I just have one condition, no loose talks and no nonsense, if you don't like something, talk to me directly and i promise i will sort that out for you.

But i see that the differences are becoming big and clear, i see my dad suffering to see his family drifting apart, the same way as Baba suffered. I know baba kept pleading everyone of us to bury the differences, to come together, to live peacefully, but unfortunately we never did that.

While growing up, i, cheenu and Munnu always called C-71 as "Badi Dadi Umma ka ghar" (home of big grandmother), and E-106 as "Choti Dadi Umma ka ghar" (Home of younger Grandmother), i almost wept when i heard kids calling them to be Softy bhaiya ka ghar and Udita ka ghar. Aren't we ashamed that we have stooped to such low levels? My parents taught us the above things, i am sure the next generation got this from their parents. How bad can this be?

I wanted to come to E-106 to sit there under the same courtyard - found it missing, in the same hall with the same door where my grandma used to sit whole day watching the street and the people -  was missing too, i wanted to see the Almira that was the symbol of my grandpa's diligence for he had record of every event of his life - that was missing too with all his stuff now tucked up in some storage. I wanted to see the kitchen in which my grandma made food for us - its now modular with sophisticated stuff but no affection. I ended up saying to my dad -  this is not the place where i grew up. The place that i grew up did not have a LCD, microwave and other earthly luxuries, but it had love, affection, that called me every year. I used to leave kota right after my last exam of the finals only to return back on the first day of the next session. I wonder where these kids go? Aren't their parents have deprived of them of the affection? No Kids ever came to our place, apparently my dad was their tauji.

This family is being killed by its own kids, now how bad can that be? Arent all the sons and daughters of this family ashamed? What face will you show to your kids? and what face will you show to Baba when you all die and go up where he will question you again? Aren't you afraid of that?

Life is such a wonderful journey, try and live alone to realize what a family means. My parents had never to worry about our food, clothes, or anything while we were growing up for we had 3 uncles, 3 aunts 4 houses and loads of time. Where was the money then? i was more happy eating rotis with water and sugar, or onion and salt, or a green chilly and a green mango.

The kid in me is craving to have all his uncles come together, bury all their differences, we have enough money, we have more than what we ever wanted.

Trust me, if Baba's sons and grandsons come together at one place, together we are earning more in a month than what he has earned in his entire life - do we still want to worry about money?

Why does anyone want to be elder than my dad? Why does anyone want to show that he is better than him? Why do you want to be Aurangzeb when you could easily be a Bheem or a Arjun? Why do you want to show to the world that you are elder when you are not?

While i pour my heart out and more, i think, Mom - its actually better - Woh aankhein nahin hain!!! its good that grandpa is no more there to witness what his sons and his daughters are doing to his legacy and his earning.

Papa, Dr Chacha, Rajan Chacha and Chetan Chacha, please do not do something as nonsensical as to divide this family. Please keep the entire E-106 and C-71 for all the kids of the family. If you divide it, it will not be enough to play cricket that we used to play on Diwali, it wont be enough to burst the crackers, it wont be enough for anything!!

Think!! if Four of you are together would it be possible for anyone to drag the eldest son of this family into court?? Just stand behind Papa and see if anyone can ever touch you. I am afraid i know him more than 3 of you, if you tell him your problem (ensure that its genuine and no nonsense) he is capable of solving anything that you might have.

If four of you and 7 of us are together could Shashi Bhua have dragged papa to court? Don't think this case will get over soon if you do not support papa. This case can be solved tomorrow, if all you all sit together and rather than pointing fingers at each other, point it towards Shashi Bhua who has created this mess. The division can lead to weakening of the family, togetherness makes us strong.

Think.. at-least Dr. Chacha, i can expect you to stop what you are doing.. i will not go into details, for i believe you are most smart of all and you know what you are doing. Please stop it.

Rajan Chacha - i had long given up on you, but never thought you'd do what you did. But still, if you stop being the bad son of the family, i can promise you the Monu will have a wonderful future.

Chetan Chacha - I am very proud of you as you were the first one from the family who went into a big city and today you have reached the level you deserve. Please dont fight for a small thing.

All of you, Sit and talk, don't point fingers, for none will benefit from the divide.

Kids - Softy, Snoopy, Monu, Yash and Aishwary - Please don't get divided, I and Munnu will continue to love you, all we want is, if you can love us too.

Once more - Accha hai woh aankhein ab nahin hain, warna bahut dukhi hoti.... lets not do anything wrong, lets come together make Baba proud of his kids..

THINK!!! PLEASE!!