Malayalam Writer Late Madhavikutty (Known as Kamala Surayya) is also there. Let us go there someday too!!! Do you recognize this place? ๐ด Have any of you seen this spot before? ๐ด This is the sacred ground of Tiruvananthapuram Palayam Juma Masjid, where my mother, father, uncle, brother-in-law, many of my mother’s relatives, and at least ten generations of ancestors rest in peace. ๐ด Those standing here on Friday, offering *ziyarat* (visitation) to departed loved ones, have come to remember their parents. I am among them. ๐ด My parents lived humbly, fearing the Day of Judgment when they would stand before the Almighty. But that All-Powerful Lord will surely protect them from the trials of the grave and the horrors of that Final Day. And me too! ๐ No matter how old one grows, parents remain their protectors. ๐ When life reaches a stage where their absence is deeply felt, we grieve silently, weep in solitude, and wail in lonely nights. ๐ I cannot stay silent—this patch of earth here is rightfully mine too. ๐ One day, I will return here. When? I do not know. ๐ The signs feel overwhelmingly intense. ๐ If we go by the lifespan my grandparents had, the Merciful Almighty should grant me another 40 years. I am not yet gone. ๐ In my youth, I argued fiercely with my mother and father. I was stubborn, hot-tempered, and defiant from childhood. ๐ Yet they accepted everything. ๐ My words held great value at home and among all relatives. ๐ Being academically gifted, I was always put forward for everything... ๐️ My anger and stubbornness were forgiven by them, who saw me as quick-tempered yet quick to cool. Today, remembering this, I ache. ๐️ I feel profound sorrow because ๐ด they cherished me like gold. ๐ด They were my friends. ๐ด I could speak freely with them about anything under the sun. ๐ด Now they sleep in this cemetery... ๐ด My heart burns to see them again... Throbbing. ๐ด Where are they now? ๐ด Even if I go there, it has been too long since my heart dared to knock. ๐ด If called there, I too will join them in the dust. ๐ด This is the weariness I feel toward Facebook. ๐ด Many loving inquiries poured in from friends. ๐ด Naming a few would hurt others. This place alone is not enough—they will come. ๐ด Thank you, everyone. ๐ด Much love. ๐ง My inbox overflowed. ๐ง "Flooded" is the right word. ๐ง My restless mind couldn’t reply. ๐ง Why log into FB just to respond? ๐ง Reasons are many—not busyness, finances, or illness. ๐ง More than relatives, it’s friends who inquire about me... ๐ง Those who read my vague, cryptic updates rushed to check on me. ๐ง May all goodness bless everyone. ๐ง I pray for all. ๐ฉ *Image:* Palayam Muslim Juma Masjid Cemetery... On Fridays, we greet the graves.
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