Friday, April 07, 2017

Orphaned

In the depth of my heart there was a lot of sorrow that flooded out today all at once with the passing of someone who was to me my mentor, my brother, my friend. His heart beat for everyone who was marginalised in anyway and he fought daily battles for them till his last breath. That he left doing exactly what he lived for - fighting for someone else's rights - is fitting. He left us too soon, though. Because of him I got a beautiful shelter on my head. He selflessly put me in touch with many kind souls like him. He urged me to write. The last time we met, on Tuesday, he put in my hands well-documented files of the court fights he fought for one of his favourite cause - disability rights. I feel like an orphan in Goa. 

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