Sometimes we give life
to things. Things that are lifeless if it weren’t for the unreasonable emotions
associated to them. We see these things as a Time Travel machine, capable of
taking us back in time to the memories of the past and the warmth derived out of
it.
I have heard of people
who prefer hoarding a part of their Almirah
with old cards, hand written letters, black & white photographs, granny’s
hand knitted sweaters and what not. All because it has a connection to their
past, a happy past.
My relationship with my
grandfather was like a toggle switch, having no middle ground. I loved him seldom,
hated him mostly. Thinking about it, I know he deserved more warmth from my
side. Not that I can bring a change now except pray that his soul rests in
peace.
For every chance he
utilized to pull me down, I cursed him silently. For every episode of his
filthy cursing directed at my parents, I wished him pain. For every time he hit
my grandmother, I prayed for his lonely death. And that is how his end came. In
pain, alone except for his wife. It was not supposed to turn out that way. God
did it and then happily placed the albatross around my neck. It has been 7
years since.
We shifted to a
separate house 4 years back and while we replaced all the furniture with new in
style ones, somehow we did not let go of my Grandfather’s bed. While the family saw it as a gentle reminder of the
once patriarch of the house, I saw it as a leather whip of guilt. I saw it as a constant reminder. We chopped
off its legs and placed it in the drawing room as a royal floor diwan, appreciated and copied ever since
by everyone who visited our place. If only they knew about its past.
Yesterday we decided to
sell it. “OLX mein bech de” my
brother said and that is what I am planning to do. I am planning on selling it
away. I am planning on selling my guilt away, I am planning on selling all those repulsive
memories away and I am planning on giving away the comfortable pain I derive by
sitting on it. But I am also planning on keeping the few warm memories attached
to the man who breathed his last on it. All for 15,000/-.
So am I attached to
things, you ask. I choose to not answer that.
Wow you are different from the general public in every way. I know not a single person who does not keep old greeting cards ! And this piece of furniture looks good ! Floor diwans are comfortable and look wise very trendy. I'm sure it will sell itself.
ReplyDeleteHahah yes I am quite different like that. Yes hoping it sells itself!!
DeleteMy grandpa was a nice man too but I couldn't shed a single tear the day he passed away. My eyes went dry. Everyone around stared wide at me but there was no pain in me for his loss that day. I often miss him and reminisce the good days I had with him, but there is a little corner of guilt that I had no attachments with him.
ReplyDeleteHis bed still sits in his room and every time I'm there, I feel his presence around. Don't know if that will ever go away.
Well sometimes we surprise ourselves. right? and I too feel his presence but I am sure you would want that presence felt too!
DeleteSuch a candid post! I love the way you have shared it just the way you feel...
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that we have memories to fall back on. No matter whether the 'things' remain or not, memories make their presence felt all of a sudden and remind us.
Yes!! Memories have a way of coming at you when you least expect and then they haunt you for long. Thank you so much for reading :)
Delete:) Looks very nice. ! lots of love from Pakistan
ReplyDeleteThank you love!
Deletebeautiful read.. this is quite different from your other posts. i identify with you, i had purposely kept a sandal krishna in my bedroom purposely, to remind me, that i oblige . will write about it some time. beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteDo write about it. You know I would looooooooooove to read!
DeleteRH, I read this one twice. Strikingly honest. Each of is carry around us some sense of guilt from the past. The ones that can never be undone again and for which there is no easy absolution are the ones that pain the most.
ReplyDeleteI admire your courage in posting this write.
Thank you for reading :)
DeleteYes sometimes there is no easy absolution...but most of the times we are the reason behind that.
I am very attached to things but there is always a point that I throw them. It's like memories are wearing me down. But you know, we can throw/sell things but can we erase memories?
ReplyDeleteYou hit the eye! Yes things do not erase the memories...but sometimes you get reminded of the memories a few times lesser when that thing is not present.
DeleteI am a hoarder when it comes to things that hold a few good memories. But, I have now learnt to hold on to the memories, sans the objects/things, fearing I will turn our house into a museum soon.
ReplyDeleteHhahah good choice..Now I feel guilty for not being a hoarder actually.
DeleteI hoard a lot of things! Eventually, mom throws it off :P I found that more than a passion for keeping it, I have a dislike for throwing it away.. I could identify with your emotions, I cannot bring myself to love someone when they are not good to me :(
ReplyDeleteYa love...I was a child then and children are not supposed to feel that way. Feel that kind f hate. But circumstances circumstances!
DeleteI am emotional and I tend to get attached to lots of things. I loved the candidness and the openness in this post. Beautifully expressed.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for reading!
DeleteSo you wrote about it. :-) Memories make even the most inanimate of things to come to life, don't they. It's not wrong to be attached to things, especially when there are memories associated with them. Just not so much that it brings pain to us or others around us.
ReplyDeleteYou are right. But we have a very bad habit of not giving up...even if it kills us!
DeleteI don't like to put memories or life into things, because things don't stay with us forever. A little off context, but likewise I don't believe in lucky charms of any sort because we invest so much faith in it, that without the charm, we feel unlucky. I guess to relate back to topic, memories are in the heart, and not in any object. So throwing away any object doesn't necessarily mean to throw memories away, I think it just means to let go rationally.
ReplyDeleteI too do not believe in lucky charms. and so true that throwing away things cannot erase memories....but they make them haunt u lesser.
DeleteHmm, 15000 isn't bad :P
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for my bad sense of humour, but you're to blame :D
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
hahaha you can put that blame on me!!
DeleteI am very emotional and cling to things. I am one of those people whom you described - hoarding gifts from ever since I can remember dedicating half of my cupboard to it. I do that because the memories they flash before my eyes are the ones I really cling to. I know they will have a perish date yet I wanna do it as long as they go.
ReplyDeleteHowever, I can also understand how you take these things. Some people are capable of just preserving the memories without any memoirs. You are like that and it is a good thing :) And as for the guilt, I would say let it go. Yes, all that happened has happened. There were regrets and if-only's. But now, the only thing that has a chance is letting go.
Now you made me feel good about myself. Yes maybe I preserve memories and dont need things to bring me back to them. Yes I shall let go...with time :)
DeleteYeah... I'm just only really attached to my PC. I'd lose my mind without it.
ReplyDeleteHhaha isnt that everyone's state of mind?
DeleteIcky relationships are such a hard road to meander through. Particularly when they are gone, the ire has fizzled down, and the hate does not have a target anymore. Its kind of getting lost. Letting go becomes impending then. Glad you're doing the same.
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading and understanding :)
Deletehonestly i dont know why would you feel guilty...you dint feel good about him because usually he dint give you a reason to do so, on the other hand, an old man deserves some discount for whatever pain he has caused..you left me confused . But i loved the honesty..and of course the true RH writing
ReplyDeleteWell guilt sometimes requires no reason..It is such an unwanted emotion. Thank u soooooooooo much for reading!
DeleteThis post got me all emotional and stuff...
ReplyDeleteThat was not my intention at all.
DeleteI keep cards but I don't know where they are. The last time I looked at them was when we shifted home.
ReplyDeleteMy parents on the other hand are obsessed with keeping old things in the house. You won't believe the kind of garbage I threw out when we moved to the new house. And still they fight with me to keep so many things that have no business to be in the house.
I can write a post on my trauma.
We all believe in holding on to things right...Glad to know you are like me.!! Write a post soon!
DeleteIf he was horrible to you, I dont think you should feel guilty about not loving him as much. You did what you could. You remained silent and endured his abuses. Respect and love needs to be earned, and it doesnt look like he earned it. You did your part and you should be proud of that. Don't feel that you owe him anything more.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very honest post, and I hope that makes you feel empowered :-)
Thank you. You comment made me feel good. Thank you sooo much!!
DeleteSometimes our memories of people become really strongly associated with related objects and it really confounds us emotionally. Happens to me with a lot of my late grandmother's kitchen items that I still have.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Now following your amazing blog. Sorry I hadn't done it sooner.
ReplyDeleteHey thank you...You follow only when a person deserves it. I am glad to know that I did. :)
DeleteSometimes we cling to whatever is left. Despite the pain. Letting go is the right thing,but a tough decision. Glad you got there. Nice post :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading love!
DeleteRed.... New levels of respect for u dudette ..... The honesty of ur post is overwhelming and the way u've handled such a sensitive topic is humbling. God bless
ReplyDeleteIts ok to not feel attachment to few things. I appreciate for writing it out. I wish I wrote few similar lines like these. My experiences r too similar (not beating grnd ma part though)
ReplyDeleteThe honesty in words is your biggest achievement! Even though we are totally in control of our feelings towards others, there are times, when we simply cannot alter it. I can relate to this cos there are some people in my family whom I hate for their partiality but love them at the same time for some reason. I feel guilty for hating them and later for loving them.. sell it; tats the best thing u can do!!!
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