When heard the words - `Holding hands`

Posted June 4, 2010 from India

When I heard the words Holding Hands, there are a couple of stories and images of people which flashed through my mind, but one that of a special person, I would like to share is of my land lady at the paying guest accommodation, where I stayed, Mrs. Vohra, Dadi is all of us would call her. Perhaps, I met her for the first time, when I was looking out for a new PG accommodation. As I remember her, she was stern about her rules and at the same time warm and graceful.

We shared an unsaid togetherness and filled the void in each others` lives till the time I stayed there. There was another PG that she was managing, the girls there and also the neighbors found a great solace in her warmth with a big smile and open arms.

She was the support system for her daughter and her daughter in law’s family. She had lost her elder son, her son in law and also her husband, one by one, in sands of time. I wondered it would have taken immense courage for her, to go through these stages with all the grace and standing by her family like a pillar. Though her children always persuaded her to stay with them, she always said that, till the time she is on her own and does not intrude into anyone’s space, she would be truly respected.

To add to her old age and fragility, her vision was fading, apparently doctors reports said that her cornea was becoming opaque and that surgery would not help much, I never saw her leaning even in those moments, and she is very active and still lives with that doing her daily chores.

Sense of independence just seemed to govern her soul., She firmly said, God has always given me what I needed, and has always pulled me out ,when the ditch seemed too dark and steep, he loves me and I only thank him everyday for what he has bestowed upon me, he is always `Holding` my hands.

I shall always treasure her sweet memories and life learning lessons. Truly she is an inspiration to all and I salute her; for all that she has given and perhaps all that she is!


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  • Olga Lukshyna
    Jun 04, 2010
    Jun 04, 2010

    This story meant a lot to me. how to be strong, how not to cry when it seems the whole burden of the world is upon your shoulders, how to be appreciated to the life just for the life itself. Well done!

  • Pooja Agrawal
    Jun 04, 2010
    Jun 04, 2010

    I am touched with what ever you have said. I got to learn many thing from your story.No matter the circumstances, god is always there with you to hold you hand and bless you.She is truly an inspiration for all of us and has taught us valuable lessons.Thank You for sharing this lesson with the whole world

    Love and Peace Pooza

  • brianna.warren
    Jun 10, 2010
    Jun 10, 2010

    Your story is written in such a positive and loving voice. It's evident not only in your words but in your tenor that Mrs. Vohra influenced you in a profound way, and it's wonderful that so many lives have been touched by her. It seems Dadi lives her message to the world - a message of compassion and tirelessness, strength and bravery.

  • shrads06
    Jun 11, 2010
    Jun 11, 2010

    I am touched by the idea, that my story touched the hearts of few more , perhaps as I mentioned in my story , shes truly an inspiration to all ! I strongly believe that we women are thestrongerrace and there is nothing on this planet earth that one cant sail through, to the shore,and reach the destinations, fulfill our wishes and dreams and grow from pillar to pillar, from becomingstronger to the strongest soul ! :-)