I am beyond exhausted. There is a slight fever. Nowadays my days are a gamut of such emotional rides that it feels as if I am living 15 days in 1 day. Is that good? Or not? After reading No Bad Parts, I am really trying to stay away from labels. So, the days go by drip by drip. Still, a lot happened today.
1. Papa is well. I was really upset with him this morning. But as I reflect now, I don't know if I was upset with him or at my own helplessness. Even as I was losing my cool, I could not believe how calm he is. But the fact remains that he is losing his memory and like it or not, I am not able to do much about it. I am operating at my maximum capacity of nervous system equilibrium. But just when you think you can't manage more, life does expand your capacity. So, really grateful for that. Papa is well and now fed and happy.
2. We went for a movie today, "Goat" at my favourite cinema hall, PVR Lido opposite SNDT college. We reached early. There was a private screening of the same movie going on for a bunch of kids...maybe 5 or 6 year olds. So cute and noisy! Papa was quite intrigued with this whole new world where stylish event managers handled return gifts of children, arranged for drop-offs and such. The movie is quite well made but I thought the emotional core was a little lacking. But Papa was seeing a movie after 4 years or so. So he was quite pleased with the experience.
3. We went to Dosa Dosa on Juhu for an after-movie snack. Papa had a ragi ghee dosa. I was fasting so I did not eat anything. But it looked like a really nice place and I would love to try it out someday.
4. We went to Nariman Point to enjoy the sunset. And I really wanted Papa to take a walk. Papa was so happy with the Coastal Road! That's a joy...to see him happy and mesmerized with these things. He looks so cute! Nariman Point is such a rhapsody. It can make a crowd and cluster of random people look like a cinematic ensemble. The haze is really strong now. But still...when the lights come on after the sun goes down... it's like polished diamonds adorning a gracious empress, one at a time.
5. Ate kadhi-chaawal in the evening. I just love that.
I know that I am trying to avoid facing up to a truth...my father may never remember this day. (I quizzed him about a few facts today. He remembered a few details and forgot a few others.) God forbid but there may even come a time when he does not remember me. So I am just grateful that I have the option to write and record these things. Granted...all this is like building castles in the sand. And tomorrow the waves of the ocean of Time will erase it all out. But...until then, the heart is grateful for Saturdays like this when it all came together for a father and a daughter in a large city.





