My little girl sat on the chair just at the corner of the
door, family was shattered; we had no other option but to take our 10 year old
with us. I had no place to keep her, she was holding my hand, and I had uttered
a few words about the sudden demise of one of our loved one (a very close
relative) I fumbled, I searched for better words, my mind scattered to gather
the perfect way to tell her about the most harsh reality but I could not, I
have always found the best words to adorn my writings but at that moment it was
emptiness.
I found it quite painful to escape her roving eyes; I was desperately seeking for answers because as an adult even I tried to seek explanations. I clinged to her, caressing her soft hands and took her to the remotest corner of the room, that scattered corner of the room where she would not see tears, shattered hearts' and the truth of human existence (May be I was a fool to even think so) I yearned for that little space in that chaotic corner; I had all the intention of breaking away from the truth.
I found it quite painful to escape her roving eyes; I was desperately seeking for answers because as an adult even I tried to seek explanations. I clinged to her, caressing her soft hands and took her to the remotest corner of the room, that scattered corner of the room where she would not see tears, shattered hearts' and the truth of human existence (May be I was a fool to even think so) I yearned for that little space in that chaotic corner; I had all the intention of breaking away from the truth.
I gathered all my wit to deviate her attention but at the end of the day I had to face her, I had to tell her, I had to share with her, I had to counsel her, life absolutely spoke of hurdles everywhere and as humans we try to seek logic or try hard to elude the reality but was it feasible?
There are times when events or occurrence does not manifold the way we assume, truth always stood there but it was never plugged in us, may be each one of us desired to evade it. Death, an absolute truth, it stood there always behind us, beside us, with us but the very concept of even discussing it amongst ourselves is shattering.
Life unfolds itself in its own wavering ways, the future is fickle, life is uncertain and when death strikes the door...the baffled mind is absolutely ragged, the aftermath appalling resulting in depression, distress and severe mental, psychological and behavioural dilemma.
As an adult we have our own healing mechanism, external and
internal adaptable skills to withdraw and expunge from the memories with time
but the whole concept of accepting death as a child or an adolescent is a very
intricate process. Proper counselling
and enlightenment can heal and rehabilitate. It could be that little puppy or
the neighbour’s uncle or may be someone as precious in our own family, death is
inevitable. As the child realizes the truth of not being able to see the most
beloved ones as he or she used to do in past, it challenges the basic life
pattern. The initial set back of not finding the person nearby, of spending
hours, days, months in a hopeless, disconsolate state is in itself depravation
to basic human need. There could be a few things which could help a child
regain the elemental confidence in life, in happiness, in joy, in assurance, in
spirits...the very basic will to live....to live happily.
Lets strike a conversation
Let’s talk- The
beauty of birth, of existence, of relationships, of life and in between the
biological reality.
Lets speak in a better tone- Let’s not preach and
teach, let’s just take the normal tone, in our own very way, being over flowery
or trying to be overtly positive would again spur abnormal inquisitiveness
Let’s just start on
with conversation- About how life evolved, how it progresses.
Let’s counsel on life-
We can do absolutely nothing about this phenomenon, man is bound by such
conditions, helpless, a spectator. A mere mortal most of the times in life, at
the mercy of fate but it’s always good to counsel on life. We still go on; live
life just the way, choice is what stays with us. Acceptance becomes the most difficult
word but we have to go on.
It can be the most compelling situation to “teach death” but at times life itself
abounds us with a lot of these compelling situations unknowingly, unwillingly
we are just left with a void, a silence, a vacuum.
But a bit of positivity, a dose of counselling and the right
kind of conversation can help our dear ones eradicate many mental and
behavioural ailments. It surely can leave a better understanding in the young
hearts.
By just opening up ourselves, we are letting others open-up as well. It's a reality that everybody has to face, but kids need more time to understand. Love plays a role as well.
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