In one of our Rotary meetings, many years back, some eminent speaker made a suggestion that everyone should try to find time to write about him self conveniently. That would enable him to evaluate his life and also let his spouse, children and close ones to know him in a better way later on. Its altogether a different experience to peep into own life. At the time of happenings, incidents may be pleasant or unpleasant, sweat or horrifying, its always thrilling when we window view through our memories. A child gets excited viewing even ruins. Same is with us when we look into our past; it comes to us in afresh appearance. My friend Biren also made similar suggestion at times when we used to evaluate some sweat and harsh memories to put them into black and white. At those moments, I used to think otherwise that writing on ones own life is for great personalities to inspire others at some critical situation. But some unexpected developments at this juncture of life made me to try to look into my own life since my memories could go and hence this humble beginning.
Rtn.Nitish Lahiri was the first Indian elected to be the president of Rotary International. He could not serve his full term unfortunately due to sad and sudden demise. His theme of the year was REKINDLE THE SPARK WITHIN. Let me begin with the same. It all took off because some one rekindled the spark within me. I feel, as we grow old, life becomes static and run on routine. We need rekindling to be jubilant and recharged. But what rekindled me to be jubilant was perhaps not expected neither likely to be accepted by even the person who unknowingly did it.
Life had become, of late, prison of circumstances. It brought both leisure and a measure of detachment from routine work. For my own interest and for family interest, I have come far away from my native place and friends. Its fragrance had dried down .I was miserably placed lonely and sharing of in-depth thoughts with some one intimate was not around. With all harmony prevailing in family, though I was placed in a very comfortable situation, life was so dull and static. Earlier I had led a different kind of life, always amongst family members and some very intimate friends always available on call. I missed all such situation here.
I had faced similar situation at times. But God had been kind enough to take care to introduce or revive something like that to make life meaningful .The spark within me always persists, but someone would rekindle it so deeply, I was never aware of and that overwhelmed me. I got inspired to know myself and I found a way to present myself before someone and to try to see myself through her eyes.
I don’t know how far I will be able to recollect and write about. When I try to recollect, I find a lot still remain through memories, some very distinct and some blurred. A few years back, I visited Dwarkaji in Gujarat, where I had gone earlier when I was three years old. And I could describe something about its seashore recollecting out of my vision of that time. So, many things, happenings, sweet or sour are in stock, but to express them in writing, I doubt, I will be that expressive. Then it may depend on persisting mood and undisturbed opportunities too. But an honest try has to be made. It will enable me to understand myself. And it will enable some one whom I want to understand me in right perspective. It will also provide a creative and meaningful engagement to self.
Well, right forth, I have another time bound assignment in hand. I am to address the Rotaract club of Purulia on the occasion of silver jubilee year. Yes Rotaractors are very close to my heart. I could not deny them. Only YOUTH and LOVE comes to mind what I am to speak about on the occasion. Let me judge myself once that assignment is over on 20th July for which I am leaving for Purulia on 16th.Thereafter I am sure to take up this again.
I had avoided to becoming key speaker or chief guest in such gatherings, but this time I was under special influence. Of course it was Rotaractors call, I would have denied still, but the change of guards within me in recent past, carried me to be amongst the youth, to interact with youth, to express myself before the youth as my source of thrill was also my feelings for an unknown and simple youth around me.
I enjoyed my presence in Rotaract meet, their planning and action, their youthful leadership and fellowship .They also appreciated my involvement and shared my thoughts with interest. And all through I felt grateful to the person who inspired me to take up this task as well as to think over to pen down my past.
Faridabad, 12th July 2002
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