My children, compared to me, talk less but say more.
Yesterday, on FaceTime, Srikanth, talked more and said more about me.
‘You look worried Appa. What is troubling you?’
‘Nothing. I’m in high spirits, as usual’
‘You can hide nothing from your children and you know that’
‘Yes, I do’
‘Then come out’
‘Worried about —-‘s health’
‘He is in India. You, sitting in Florida, in what way can you contribute , to redress his grievances ?’
‘I know ‘
‘Good. If I take you by tomorrow’s flight to India, will you be able to render any service to him medically?
No, as you’re not a physician.
Will you be able to get food from home or stay in the hospital for one night?
Difficult. You will be of little support to his family, by your physical presence there too. It makes no difference for them whether you’re there or here.
Why do you worry then, unnecessarily ? And what happened to your frequent posts in the Facebook, preaching ‘if things are beyond your control, worrying is meaningless’ ? What happened to your frequent quotation, ‘whatever has to happen will happen?’
He could not quote the colloquial translation of the last sentence which my brother in law, Pallavur- born late Ambi Anna told me, at Vancouver:
‘What, what, when, when happeno, athu happanae happen! ‘
I know that. We all know that. But, knowing that, we, old people worry, worry! The present generation too know that either from us or from other sources, but they practice what they know, to the extend possible.
Practicing what we know or what we advice others, is not easy.