Miscellaneous & Offbeat

I miss you Babuji

In this day 28 years ago, my father passed away from a heart attack. It still seems like just yesterday. His words, actions, kindness, thoughtfulness and wisdom continue to influence and inspire me today. And he did so much for his family, friends and many more. I am proud of you.

While I was studying in college, one morning at around 4.00 AM, me and my mother woke up to find my father, whom I call Babuji, was panting for his breath. I immediately ran to call a doctor. My mother started preparing him for going to Hospital, as we guessed that he had to be moved to a hospital. One of my cousin — Piklu — was staying with us then. He woke up and immediately ran to call a cab.

The doctor came home at that early hour of the day with me. He checked Babuji and suggested to take him immediately to a hospital as it was a case of coronary attack. The cab was also ready by then waiting at our door. I and one of our neighbours, who woke up hearing some sound from our house and came down to see, immediately rushed my father to the hospital. My mother and Pilku were following us in a separate taxi.

Babuji was lying on my lap on the back seat. I could suddenly see in the cold early morning street lights of Delhi on our way to the Hospital that his eyes were still. I missed a few heartbeats. But, I tried to re-assure myself on the way that he was alive and would be OK as we reach the hospital when doctors start his treatment. I started praying for his life.

But, my prayers then fell into deaf ears, the Emergency department doctor at the Safdarjung Hospital declared him “brought dead”! It shattered my world. But, I had to gather strength to manage everything and my mother. She was uncontrollable then. She just reached behind us.

The irony was that my father was declared dead at the same hospital where I was born – Safdarjung Hospital, New Delhi around 20 years ago.

The date was November 30, 1983. Slowly the news spread and there was quite a crowd at our house after we reached back home with Babuji. I still remember that day with gratitude to our neighbours as they stayed back with us taking leave from their office despite that day being the salary day. They stayed back to console us, to arrange for informing relatives and for funeral. We were lucky to have such wonderful neighbours who didn’t bother us instead made all arrangements themselves for funeral, including payments. Thanks is a very small word for them.

I miss you, Babuji. I love you very much.

“The weird, weird thing about devastating loss is that life actually goes on. When you’re faced with a tragedy, a loss so huge that you have no idea how you can live through it, somehow, the world keeps turning, the seconds keep ticking.” ― James Patterson, Angel


  1. I too miss my babuji, my grandfather. You know condition was exactly same. Ditto. The day was unlucky one. But for me it was unluckier as I was not with him at that time, I was miles apart. We received phone call that he is seriously and then they called doctor but he adviced them to take him to hospital. I was the last person he walked on phone. His words were not making any sense, I know he was trying too hard. But still he talked with me. I was feeling him broken from inside thinking that he can’t even talk properly. He was too tall handsome man for his age and with authoritive voice, now was striving too hard to manage few words. He was declared dead when reached at hospital. I lost him, forever and ever despite of my uncountable prayers. It was all sudden. All this happened exactly one year ago. I still miss him and always will.

    I can never forgive god for what he did to me, to my family that day. People say jo hota hai ache ke liye hota hai. I dare god to give me just one excuse. Why ?

    I just wanted to pour my heart out.

    I miss you babuji. I really do. Love you.

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