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October 2009 
Who would you really like to get to know?
Posted on Jul 2nd, 2009
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jagadish
jagadish
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for July 02, 2009:
...my dear Father who is no more...he lived nearly for 80 years , but when he was alive i had taken his presence for granted!!...& today at every turning point in life i fondly remember him & miss him a lot!!...he has played a dominant role in making & moulding me what i am today and 'am sorry to say that i realised it too late -after his death !!
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dear jagadish, that is a hard thing to live with. blessings to you…
Brother Jagdish, your father is living.
Yes !!!!
You hear his voice and his advices every day. Only his mortal body is no more, but trust me, he is living inside you. And this is not just philosophical or spiritual thought, it is reality, our parents are always talking to us even when their body is no more.
You yourself have written he has played a dominant role in making & moulding me what i am today.
I would just modify it and say IS PLAYING, instead of “played”, they never go away from us.
That is why in Hindu Shastras Mata and Pita have been called MAHAGURU
Whenever I see how much people miss those who have passed, I realize how important it is to give importance to those who have not–and then to connect to them at the soul level so that even after they pass, we can feel close to them. I'm fortunate in having both my parents; but far away. But those who've lost their parents tell me they can never get over it. I guess it's because you know them from the time of birth - and before; and earthly life is difficult to 'grasp' without it.
When I was saying this to someone, they said -“But I can't touch him now.” True. It's a big learning, for sure.
Yet as Eli says, they're within us. If we can allow that to fulfil us.
Yes, I'm with Eli and Meenakshi. I miss the physical presence of my mother but she is within me, moving and alive. I often will say to friends when talking to them, “Who said that just now? Oh, that was my mother speaking in and through me.” I'm reminded that life is never destroyed ultimately, only the physical forms rearranged. Nothing can be lost in this SELF contained happening. I sit on the crescent of my mother's smile. I am a gleaming sparkle in her living eye.