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the connect
        Naina Parekh







               THE CONNECT






     NAINA PAREKH









       7th  October  ...the  doomsday...  A  strong   through the pain we all are evolving...and   very non realised confidence and strength
       flashback of the howling ,commotion,mobs   in these months what I have experienced   which later after months makes her emerge
       and fear....  The blood stained brother of   umpteen times is one emotion that is   strong and secured.
       mine being pulled by my own hands from   Unconditional love which made two   SPACE a very overused word in today’s time
       the car in the hospital and thereafter he   women connect so strongly that come what   where in every relationship we use it as if it’s
       being declared no more stopped so many   may just a look in the eye or just clasping   the only right to be exercised is sometimes
       lives that day...a half a dozen of people were   each other’s hands meant the world to us   a big cause for negativity and blandness
       standing live but dead..              and could take on any decisions without   in nurturing of a emotion.By saying this
                                             any fear...and by these two women I meant
       Days  after that the  impregnable  silence                                  I do not mean that we get too pushy or
       felt amidst hordes of visitors at home was   is me and my BHABHI ..the most unlikely   interfering but at the same time we all as
       so much killing.This loss was unbearable...  relation considered to be the strongest.But   people need to know that too much space
       overnight things changed..innocence of   then these are the Connects which are built   is never needed between two close people
       many lives killed..                   out of sheer love and an unseen thread of   or else what’s the emotion Closeness.
                                             trust.
       And here I was..a sister the spoilt youngest   “Woman”  a  word  synonym  with  empathy,   In  today’s  time  where  we  all  are  running
       pampered one that unknowingly took the   love, care, patience and also with fear,   bottleneck  to  accomplish  our  goals  on
       dirty bait of life called Responsibilty...I do   jealousy, small mindedness is actually a   various fronts maybe we can feel physically
       not know where did this emerge from and   powerhouse of infinite verbs. There arises   and mentally drained out to reach out to
       was  so  lost  trying  just  to  figure  out  what   situations and circumstances which make   people or sometimes just want to be too
       to do and how to do..the blankness of all   us play several roles at one single time.Such   practical and behave very nonchalant as
       faces was so scary..Though totally broken   is the courage of a woman which surfaces   it really takes a lot of time and energy to
       myself I carried out acting playing mother   at her own wish and her own perseverance.  be really be present for someone..In this
       to my own mom, trying to break the                                          modern world if you behave too emotional
       built in emotions of my two dumbstruck   The reason for me sharing this most life   you are termed as a baggage or a boredom
       innocent nephews and an emotional     changing hard reality is to bring across   to be connected with..not many can really
       anchor to  the most  amazing, lovable  and   to a larger platform of our gender how   take the reins and harness the strings of
       the elegant lady I have ever known in my   sometimes going overboard in our actions   needs and feelings..but are we really are so
       life that is my BHABHI. the person known for   can  actually  bring  so  much  healing  to us   nonchalant ?
       patience, subtlety and grace.. the woman   and our near ones. During a hard time of a   With my experiences of these last eight
       who handled so many lives thereafter be it   loss of my nearest person I have understood   tough months today I have the strength
       family,business and society.          that there should never be any time given   to pen down my feelings not to showcase
                                             for an emotional wound to heal..of course
       My mother the most subdued lady after the   it never heals but it should never be left   my pain but to reach out to those beautiful
       loss of my father,gathered all her emotions   on its own to recover later. There might be   people who maybe I have never seen or
       and buried them after losing her only   innumerable mood swings of the person in   never heard from..share what a woman
       son,standing like a pillar of strength for her   pain making us more determined to leave   goes through so many situations but
       naive daughter in law was ready to take   them alone but that’s the time we bury all   emerges stronger not to show the world but
       on anything when it came to abundance   our ego and stay strong just to be present   to be there for her ownself and the loved
       nurturing of a ghastly wound which will   and around...the more care and the more   ones around her. There is a beautiful verse
       take years and years or maybe never heal..                                  written by Barbara Bloom which I would like
                                             application  of love on that  moment  of
       It’s been almost 8 months now and with lot   vulnerability may seem totally useless but   to narrate it here “When the Japanese mend
       of masking,crying behind the doors,smiling   it is not..It gives that sensitive individual a   broken things they aggrandise the damage
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