Million times a day or even more you appear and just hang over
my vision. I often did try to land out my hand either to hold or to embrace but neither could I
grab nor could I talk to you. Tears roll down and it even multiplies the beat of my heart. Even
gold will turn to iron is rightly said when we are not compatible enough to withhold it.
Maybe ‘cause of plummeting merit and the elevating force of calamity, we let you go off as
if like filtering water through the funnel. Just like pulling hair out of the butter, life ended up
leaving behind all the valuable things...battling ahead whole lot of sorrows.
When death like morning rays swiftly shines over the afresh morning dew
of life, it is all just a matter of second to come to an end.
Memory pours down like a falling rain and fades out as flash-light out of the blue. But when those strikes like a thunder bold-so sudden, it leaves behind the permanent scar that reminds me of your ineffable care, love, knowledge
and wisdom. You have bequeathed a worth treasure of guidance to all our family’s offspring and we will cherish it always as a greatest out of great and most
supreme out of supreme gift of legacy for us.
Shedding oceans of tears and cracking thundering sound of cry won’t regain your presence. It’s a bare fact that we no more can see you again but will always
be upheld you in our prayer. Your untimely demise has created a big vacuum in our hearts...the space definitely nothing can replace it for eternity and no medicine
can heal the pain of losing you within me. From the day I embraced the nature of this mundane world, I have imbibed the taste of your love and that is what it mattered and shaped my potentially disarrayed life to a modest out of tipsy remnants.
You toiled and conquered so many trials and tribulations to paved the path for the smooth flow of
our life. You explored through the thrones of worries in quest to provide beautiful petals of comfort for us. You landed up being baggers and worked as laborer just to earn to shower us
with comfort to live happy life. Duly, taking note of your intention of making all of us to step
and reach out our hand and leg where everyone desires to reach in their life, I realized how much you worked under so many difficult situations. I know you drank water to let us enjoy tea and wrapped yourself with
fealty spatters of cloth mainly to cover us with beautiful outfits.
The path of your love and care is endless and my words are
not sufficient to express my heartfelt gratitude. You showed the path of impermanence and left us behind but nothing
seems to appear same in your absence. It’s really unfair when death snatched
you from us but we were helpless in the face of death. Sooner or later each one of us need to face same the process but the greatest
repent triggers me out is for not getting enough time to grow old alongside you. I miss your late night stories and narration of dreams in the bed early morning.
Alas...mame, may you follow the path that leads to the land of
Ultimate Bliss and I pray for your swift rebirth in the vicinity of Buddha Amittabha. Our prayer and wishes are always with you.
OM MANE PEDME HUM.
OM AME DEWARI
OM A HUM VAJRAGURU PEDMA SEDEHUM 
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