Unfathomable Memories of DADA

     I cherish the influence of numerous individuals in my life, but one person who imparted invaluable life lessons was my Grandpa, affectionately called Dada. Today marks the 24th anniversary of his passing, yet his impact on me remains as vivid as it was two decades ago. Dada, a devout follower of Vitthal, left an indelible mark on my memories, especially during the years I spent with my grandparents in the village called Balawadi, situated about 15 to 16 kilometres from Vita. My early education took place in Atpadi, but a transfer of my father led to my enrolment in Z. P. School Balawadi. Living with my loving grandparents, particularly my slightly strict yet cleanliness-oriented granny, filled those years with cherished moments.

    They were incredibly industrious, rising at 5 am daily. Dada managed an expansive farm with numerous cattle, commencing his day by guiding the workers caring for both the farm and animals. Witnessing their dedication influenced my early risings, turning it into a lifelong habit. Granny, affectionately known as Fulai, prepared our meals, and I eagerly assisted in household tasks, keenly observing cooking intricacies that proved valuable later on. While I attended school, they returned home, earning widespread admiration and respect from villagers who affectionately called them Vitthal and Rakhumai. The workers were treated with warmth and affection by them so, all of them would complete their assigned duties very honestly. Around 5:30 pm Grandpa and I would return, his first post-home request always being, "Saryabapu, (my nickname is Sarika so he would call fondly Saryabapu) one cup special chai, please," leading to shared laughter.

    After that I would take 'ghugarya' (made up with grains for animals) to our buffalo. I had small bicycle which was so close to me. I would take those ghugrya on the bicycle. Fulai would get the milk and then both of us would come to home. Dada and Fulai both would fulfil all my demands as I was living away from my mom dad. 

    I was very much fond of plants and dogs. Dada and Fulai would help me growing rose plants. I used to spend hours in caring those.

 An unforgettable incident occurred during the crafting of a mud bullock with the help of my uncle. Amidst a dog quarrel, our dog, in an attempt to protect me, pulled me forcefully onto an iron rod, resulting in a head injury. My uncle took me to a former compounder turned village hospital practitioner, initially dressed the wound on the wrong side due to his impaired vision. Discovering the mistake, Dada rectified it, leading to laughter all around. Eventually, I was taken to Khanapur for proper dressing.

Upon completing my 10th grade, my Baba's transfer to Chandoli necessitated my relocation for 11th and 12th as there was no college available in Balawadi. The prospect of being separated from Dada and Fulai left me deeply upset. The initial days in Chandoli were challenging; the longing for their presence was mutual. To bridge the gap, they made periodic visits to us.

A vivid memory is etched on December 7, 1999, when I received a call in the college Principal's cabin. My mom tearfully informed me that Dada had suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized. Upon our arrival, he was unconscious, yet whenever he opened his eyes, his concern revolved around my mom and us. In those moments, he earnestly entrusted our well-being to uncles, aunties, and Granny.

Later, his health deteriorated, leading to his transfer to Miraj. December 10 became a sombre day in my existence. My uncle conveyed the heart-breaking news to my aunt, revealing that Dada had passed away. The thought of life without him was unimaginable. My grandmother wept openly. Losing my dearest confidant, someone with whom I could enjoy  every moment and ask for anything, marked the first instance of such profound loss in my life.

Even after 24 years, your impact remains vivid in my memories. Your actions for me are unparalleled.  I express deep gratitude to you, DADA!!! MISS YOU Always on my cheerful and tough days too!!