11th June 2009
it will be recorded as a very important day in my life... not only in my life but also as a change in the life of a few people living in and around 337, Shankar Nagar ,Nagpur .....
for i abhishek Gurunath Modak... will now for ever be a guest and not a permanant resident at that address... altough my loyalties for that place remain intact and shall be delared as "Going Concern" but for all practical purposes i may not actually be staying there for as long as i did till this historic date.
a lot of events were slated that day... got up early in the morning and then just rushed through the daily chores before i could go in for my scheduled visit... i began with a visit to the zadgoankars... and then viraj accompanied me to the dongres and through my few most imporant daily routines... yes visit at the mandirs....
Firstly i visited the gajanan maharaj mandir at ambazari and then to DURGA MATA MANDIR at pratap nagar... place from where i drew such a solace that i actually cannot express in words..
Then dropped viraj and soon reached back home to my packing schedules.... was trying to be very bold and stone hearted.. but deep inside my heart was full of ache... it was shouting ...
got through all my work and sent a sms which read
" Log kehte hai Abhi(shek) na jao chodakar ke dil abhi bhara nai
Main kehta hu... Ha yahi rasta hai tera tune ab jana hai ....
Laksha to har hal main pana hai....
Bye nagpur ....
C u soon"
and sent it to practically entire friendlist.... soon phone was ringing as if it had never been put on the ringing mode ... didnt stop at all
then another good friend of mine D.Sudarshan.. 6 feet 7 inches tall ... came to c me off...
shared a few good words with him and he too gave me some words of consolation... and left
Incidently when i dropped Viraj back home he expressed only one thing to me .. Modak station pe rona mat...
Got all my packing done and my attachment with my rooms on ground floor was personified..
I could feel even all the non living object speaking to me... my cupboard my table chair that made noise... dustbin ... and what not....
Aai called me up for lunch ... had my lunch and went on to meet my near and dear ones... those who had seen me grow form a todler to .. what i m right now....
Shared some good feelings and was also told some words of wisdom by them.....
soon returned back home and off to bathroom ... i tried real hard but broke down in the bathroom... cried my heart out.. soon out to show that m alright..
went on to the ground floor to change .. again my lachryamatory glands could not hold on... this time i weeped for the last time.....
above there was an abnormal silence.. aai baba aniket and sunita kaku.. all were making refrences very thoughtfully and just before i had tea sunita kaku started cryin but somehow i managed....
then came Sanjeev kaka... and ananta dada and another good friend of mine appurva...
all agreed at once to accompany me at the railway station... oh my my i just cud not hold on after all the salutations and ashirwads... we left in the Verna .. sanjeev kaka papa mysely aniket and sunita kaku... on appurvas vehicle was aai....
that journey to railway station was so heavy.... i just cant tell man....
soon i discovered ppl in red shirts and white towel shouting Cooli.. i modestly said " Nai m capeble and no need of anyboday.." that day Vidharba express was on platform no 5..... met Subhash kaka midway assited and helped me and baba to carry the luggage...
Reached the platform... and saw a number of my friends were to reach to c me off.... soon 10 to 15 of my friends had come there... my situation was something toatlly different....
i could just not understand to whom to talk to and whom to say that m going to come back soon...
as the clock over my head ticked fast i thought if ... if .. if i could stop this clock from running at speed of light.... alas.. those were just my hallucinations ... soon the whistle blew...
I just shaked my hands right hand in mamas fist tightly held and left in sunita kakus hand
aniket standing just close to me... secreatly all of us were feeling very heavy.... sorrow of being parted and parting forever was making my blood freeze... i walked up into the train and ...
friends waving their hands... b bye abhishek best luck.....
I really want to relive that emotion......
i can only say.... " Aane wala pal ... Jane wala hai .... Aane wala pal Jane wala hai .... Ho Sake to ismain Jindagi bitalo... Pal ye bhi jane wala hai...... "
it will be recorded as a very important day in my life... not only in my life but also as a change in the life of a few people living in and around 337, Shankar Nagar ,Nagpur .....
for i abhishek Gurunath Modak... will now for ever be a guest and not a permanant resident at that address... altough my loyalties for that place remain intact and shall be delared as "Going Concern" but for all practical purposes i may not actually be staying there for as long as i did till this historic date.
a lot of events were slated that day... got up early in the morning and then just rushed through the daily chores before i could go in for my scheduled visit... i began with a visit to the zadgoankars... and then viraj accompanied me to the dongres and through my few most imporant daily routines... yes visit at the mandirs....
Firstly i visited the gajanan maharaj mandir at ambazari and then to DURGA MATA MANDIR at pratap nagar... place from where i drew such a solace that i actually cannot express in words..
Then dropped viraj and soon reached back home to my packing schedules.... was trying to be very bold and stone hearted.. but deep inside my heart was full of ache... it was shouting ...
got through all my work and sent a sms which read
" Log kehte hai Abhi(shek) na jao chodakar ke dil abhi bhara nai
Main kehta hu... Ha yahi rasta hai tera tune ab jana hai ....
Laksha to har hal main pana hai....
Bye nagpur ....
C u soon"
and sent it to practically entire friendlist.... soon phone was ringing as if it had never been put on the ringing mode ... didnt stop at all
then another good friend of mine D.Sudarshan.. 6 feet 7 inches tall ... came to c me off...
shared a few good words with him and he too gave me some words of consolation... and left
Incidently when i dropped Viraj back home he expressed only one thing to me .. Modak station pe rona mat...
Got all my packing done and my attachment with my rooms on ground floor was personified..
I could feel even all the non living object speaking to me... my cupboard my table chair that made noise... dustbin ... and what not....
Aai called me up for lunch ... had my lunch and went on to meet my near and dear ones... those who had seen me grow form a todler to .. what i m right now....
Shared some good feelings and was also told some words of wisdom by them.....
soon returned back home and off to bathroom ... i tried real hard but broke down in the bathroom... cried my heart out.. soon out to show that m alright..
went on to the ground floor to change .. again my lachryamatory glands could not hold on... this time i weeped for the last time.....
above there was an abnormal silence.. aai baba aniket and sunita kaku.. all were making refrences very thoughtfully and just before i had tea sunita kaku started cryin but somehow i managed....
then came Sanjeev kaka... and ananta dada and another good friend of mine appurva...
all agreed at once to accompany me at the railway station... oh my my i just cud not hold on after all the salutations and ashirwads... we left in the Verna .. sanjeev kaka papa mysely aniket and sunita kaku... on appurvas vehicle was aai....
that journey to railway station was so heavy.... i just cant tell man....
soon i discovered ppl in red shirts and white towel shouting Cooli.. i modestly said " Nai m capeble and no need of anyboday.." that day Vidharba express was on platform no 5..... met Subhash kaka midway assited and helped me and baba to carry the luggage...
Reached the platform... and saw a number of my friends were to reach to c me off.... soon 10 to 15 of my friends had come there... my situation was something toatlly different....
i could just not understand to whom to talk to and whom to say that m going to come back soon...
as the clock over my head ticked fast i thought if ... if .. if i could stop this clock from running at speed of light.... alas.. those were just my hallucinations ... soon the whistle blew...
I just shaked my hands right hand in mamas fist tightly held and left in sunita kakus hand
aniket standing just close to me... secreatly all of us were feeling very heavy.... sorrow of being parted and parting forever was making my blood freeze... i walked up into the train and ...
friends waving their hands... b bye abhishek best luck.....
I really want to relive that emotion......
i can only say.... " Aane wala pal ... Jane wala hai .... Aane wala pal Jane wala hai .... Ho Sake to ismain Jindagi bitalo... Pal ye bhi jane wala hai...... "
