About Geeta
How does one sum up a life?
For that matter, how does one sum up a wave...
or a whiff of breeze...
or a flame or a fire...
or a river..... ?
Can the so-called milestones in life
- her birth in a middle-class family,
her achievements in school,
her rebellion and feminism,
her friendships and frustrations,
her merit scholarships and medals,
our courtship and marriage,
her work as counseller and trainer,
Bitti's birth,
her jobs, illnesses, achievements, death... -
really describe Geeta's life?
When the life is done,
is a Certificate of Merit
or a Phd degree any more (or less) indicative of life's worth
- its achievments, desires, falterings, hopes...-
than, say, scribblings on a scrap of paper...?
How does one combine different shades and hues of a life -
the fears, blackouts, hallucinations of her teens
with her courage to meet life (and death) head on...?
what she felt about herself
with what others valued her for...?
her dilemmas and apprehensions about marriage and childbirth
with her commitment and love for these relationships...?
what she was at different points in life
with what she unfolded into (or could have become)...?
her recurring sense of personal failure
with her ability to give and cherish...?
her impatience and anger
with her acceptance and ability to reach out...?...
These are some the dilemmas I have been struggling with...
So I decided to let this part of the site evolve;
maybe it will become a patchwork collage
or maybe
it will unfold as Geeta's life did...
from
a mixture of hopes and despairs
through
reflections, churnings, and insights,
to
the point of it all
...and as this part of the site evolved, I thought that maybe I will -
and ultimately I did -
also add a page for
Remembering Geeta
