{"id":395,"date":"2026-02-23T10:54:52","date_gmt":"2026-02-23T10:54:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/?p=395"},"modified":"2026-03-03T10:40:17","modified_gmt":"2026-03-03T10:40:17","slug":"fragility-of-life-after-loss","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/?p=395","title":{"rendered":"What Life Teaches Us in the End!"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Dear Adi,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

On Saturday, i.e., 21st February, we went to immerse your Koka\u2019s asthi (ashes). We went to a place called Srirangapatna, just a two-hour drive from our home. It was me, your Deta, Jupu Mahi and your Aita. The puja was held by the banks of the river Kaveri, next to a Shiva temple. Everything went by smoothly. There was an unexplainable sense of peace after the rituals were over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As usual, all I could think about was you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The day reminded me of Rameshwaram almost a year back, when we did the same ritual for you. The beautiful day by the sea, the gentle sound of the waves, the sun rising softly \u2014 as if everything was waiting for my sweet little angel. It felt as though nature itself was playing a quiet symphony for my Adi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That day, looking at the small pot containing your Dadu\u2019s ashes, one thought kept coming to me \u2014 this is what is left finally, isn\u2019t it? This human life\u2026 all that we do\u2026 the rat race\u2026 running after our goals, ambitions, family, kids \u2014 it all sums up like this. A pot of ashes. Nothing more. Nothing less.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yet we keep living as if we are immortals. We behave as if we are invincible. We hurt people with our words. We let our egos destroy relationships.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And when the time comes\u2026 there is nothing anyone can do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I don\u2019t know if I am making complete sense anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But after you left us, thoughts like these often cross my mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I think a lot now about the fragility of life\u2026 how momentary everything really is. I realised this the hard way \u2014 when I lost my Papa, my Ma, and then the biggest blow of all\u2026 losing you. I realised how you can never bring back a loved one once they are gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My biggest lesson through all this has been simple:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cherish your loved ones like there is no tomorrow. Appreciate them. Love them. Because this moment you have with them\u2026 could be the last.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not a single moment passes when I don\u2019t think of all that could have been if you were still here. My heart breaks when I think of everything I wanted to do with you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But then I also remind myself \u2014 at least I got this time with you in this lifetime. I got to know a soul as beautiful and precious as yours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thank you for choosing me.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Until next time, Adi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Love,
Mamma<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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If you\u2019re new here, you may also want to read:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2013 One Year Without You, Adi<\/a>
\u2013 Grief Is a Solitary Journey<\/a>
\u2013 Mahadeva and the space you left behind<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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Some moments quietly remind you how temporary everything is. That day by the river, every thought led me back to Adi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[26],"tags":[4,10,9,8],"class_list":["post-395","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-letters-to-adi","tag-child-loss","tag-coping-mechanisms","tag-grief-journaling","tag-healing-journey","entry entry-center"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/395","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=395"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/395\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":398,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/395\/revisions\/398"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=395"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=395"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=395"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}