OBITUARY
IN
LOVING MEMORY OF MY HUSBAND.
By Mrs.
Roop Kaul
23rd November 1998 was the darkest day of my
life, when my beloved husband passed away out of my life, into the celestial
heavens. The last chapter of the beautiful book of my life had come to a close.
My husband had so many qualities of the head and the heart, that it would take
a lot of space to enumerate them. Apart from being an engineer , he was every
thing else imaginable, nothing was
beyond him. For him each piece of work be it big or small, was a piece
of art, in which he took pleasure, and tried to do it to perfection. I called
him a “Karma Yogi”.
Within our house he made
his little workshop where he loved to work. It is still there but idle without
him- as if waiting for him to come and use his tools. Even his cupboard is like
a mini workshop, with tiny tools threads and needles and several small gadgets
hanging, quite fascinating.
Life for me has become
forlorn and lonely, and rather meaningless, but God has been kind and blessed
me with loving, caring and thoughtful children, whose love alone will sustain
me through my life.
My husband was proud of
being a railway man, and whenever and wherever needed he made use of his skill
and knowledge, to the full, both within as well as outside his house. No or
never these two words did not exist in his vocabulary. His attitude towards
work was never negative, always positive. With his spirit of perseverance
coupled with patience, and with the use of his intellect 99 times out of 100 he
achieved success. He could never stay idle even for a minute. When sick in bed
for a few days his comment was “ So many days of my life have been wasted, as
they were unproductive”. Such was his attitude to life.
But above all the
qualities of his multifarious personality that made him stand out, were his
love and compassion for people, his eagerness to help, his forgiving nature,
and never grudging anybody. Perhaps God wanted him for these reasons and took
him away. He may have gone physically but his spirit still remains with me. His
memories shall forever kindle my heart giving me warmth and happiness.
My husband has not gone
for he lives within me and in my children. We were a part of him, now he is a
part of us guiding us onto that path of righteousness on which he tread.