Ever since we lost Yog’s grandmother last year to Death, this D word has been omnipresent in our household. While we might want to avoid talking about Death over and over again, Yog is fascinated with it. It wasn’t long before he connected the dots and understood that Mom, Dad and Grandfather are also getting old and might die any day. It was therefore only proper that we have a solid plan for what does Yog need to do in case he loses his Mom, Dad and Grandfather all in one day. This is how our first conversation, in this regard, went.
Yog: Mama, what will happen if you, Papa and Thatha die? Who will take care of me?
Mama: By the time, all of us will die, Yog will be a big boy and he can take care of himself. Plus, you will have Akka with you.
Yog (thinking): But Mama, I will need new parents to take care of me. How will I find new parents?
Mama (laughing inside): In that case, Nani will come from Delhi and take you with her. You can stay with Nani. She will take care of you.
Yog: But how will Nani know that you have died and she needs to come to Hyderabad? Will you tell her before you die?
Mama (trying so hard not to laugh out loud): Someone will inform Nani to come to Hyderabad. Till Nani comes, you can go and stay with Sharada Aunty (our loving next door neighbor).
This conversation seemed to satisfy Yog for the time being.
A few days ago after talking about sun, stars, moon, plants and million other topics in this world, Yog came around to death once again.
Yog: Mama, when all of you die, I will go to Delhi to stay with Nani. I will take my password (he means his passport), go to the airport and take a flight to Delhi.
Mama: That’s a good idea.
Yog (all of a sudden choking on a thought that he can barely breathe): But Mama….. , But Mama…
Mama thinking that Yog has finally figured that life will be sad without his mother, father and grandfather. I should assure him that he will be fine.
Yog (continuing): But Mama, I don’t know where you have kept my password.
Mama (laughing under my breath): It’s ok Yog! I have kept it safely. I will show you where it is when we get home.
Yog, once again, is satisfied with the answer and happy to move on to the next topic for the day.
Me laughing internally at his innocence! I pray he always remains so carefree and forward looking in life. As for me, once I have shown Yog where his passport is kept, my job on this planet is done! I can then happily start planning for my next life! (LOL!!!)
Needless to say, I think both Toyna and Yog are blessed to be a part of a large, loving and close knit family. It doesn’t worry me, even for a second, on what will happen to them if I am no longer there. Thank you dear family for so much love and support! We are all blessed!
20-October 2019 –
Yog asks me again, “Mama, who will take care of me when you die?”
I tell Yog, “Yog is a big boy now. He can take care of himself.”
Yog asks, “But Mama, I don’t even know your phone password till now. I will not even have a phone when you die.”
I am amused and surprised by his ingenuity to acquire my phone password (so he watch youtube videos or download games). I have no choice but to promise him, “Yog, don’t worry. I will share my phone password with you before I die.”
I pray that when death comes knocking it gives me enough time to tell Yog my password and hand his passport to him. Amen!