I've been away from my mail box for a while, I know. This is the first mail in, what? some 3 weeks, I guess.... I've been telling folks that speak to me about my mails that I write because writing has been, for me, a therapeutic stress buster. So, the absence of mails for 3 weeks may be interpreted as an absence of stress - or, too much of it! Whatever...
Over the past 2 - 3 days I've seen a lot of mails in my in box at work as well as on this "off-line" avatar that I have, about the untimely and sad death of Ranjan Das, the young CEO of SAP.. how, lack of sleep took its toll despite his fitness regime. The world knows Ranjan Das through these e-mails perhaps better than it did while he was alive. Sad, no?
Today is 17th November - day that got burnt in my heart and soul last year. I write this at 12:15 in the afternoon sitting in my office. I write this in memory of a very close and dear friend who passed away this day, around this time, last year. And, as I write this, even after a gap of one year, I feel the pain of his absence. He was a friend with whom my rapport was inexplicable, a person from the same industry (insurance, broking) and a rival (??) to boot... yet we shared a rapport that has left a void in my life. He was around my age, mid forties, with the best years of his professional life still ahead of him. No, not an age to die, he was till the very end celebrating life each day with always a ready smile and a cheerful disposition. I miss him. At times I wish........
And, while the internet is alive with e-mails doing the rounds of the late Ranjan Das I want to leave a thought for those of us still here to consider........
......... and that thought is this..........
3 weeks back I had noticed a strange rattling noise in my car, coming from the under-carriage. I tried to listen and identify the source. I suspect this is from the suspension and/or the lower arm and tie rod. Took it to my garage and got it tested. They've given me an estimate for a variety of parts that need replacement. Shall leave it at the garage this weekend I think. Would not like to delay this any longer....
That same week, I'd been to see a family friend at the Hinduja Hospital. He'd been admitted for a problem with his prostate and was recovering from a surgery. When we were talking he told me that he'd been having this problem for a while but kept postponing the decision until it couldn't be delayed any longer..... when the pain finally became unbearable he had to be operated on.
My car does have spare parts, both genuine as well as "local make"..... many of our hospitals do not even have blood in the blood banks!! Yet we continue to ignore the signs that our body keeps giving us. Ironic?
So, while I'm still here on earth, why not take some basic care? You, too!
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