What has really really shook me is the kind of death and devastation that is happening across India. What is going to be the impact of such loss? People who lost their loved ones due to Covid, or more so because timely treatment wasn't available to them - can you imagine the scars they would carry for life? The kind of grief and guilt they would encounter. Who will tend to their grief and loss?
In the years since I have lost my father, I have thought a lot about what I really wanted to concentrate upon when I think about him. I think I know now that it is kindness. The ability to be kind and compassionate and the ability to see that in others. In narrating these three real life incidents in this blog, I will remember my father through the acts of kindness he witnessed and those that he was a part of.