Today the lyrics have taken a poignant meaning. Not one we could have dreamt of when we laughed and sang, when we were young. Today my husband turns 64 and yes he is losing hair, in chunks. I need him more than ever and feed him as I have never done before. Ranjan's 64th year turned out to be the one when he was diagnosed with cancer. The fear of losing him is real though I hope we will make it and he will be with me when I am 64 and losing my hair! Not that I have much.
Ranjan often played this song when he sat at his piano every day. I realise I should have known something was terribly wrong when he stopped playing, a couple of months before his diagnosis. It is then that I realised how much his music meant to me and was part of our lives. The deafening silence of the past months has been unbearable. I am just waiting for the day when the house is filled with his music again.
Ranjan is 64. The big party we had envisaged and dreamt of will be a small get together of dear friends and two unwanted ones: cancer and chemo!
But we will overcome.
Happy Birthday Ranjan.
This is an extremely poignant read dear Anu.
ReplyDeleteLast year this month we lost Swagat Sen to Cancer, you remember you met him at the Delhi Bloggers meet in IHC. The fear of cancer is very real Anu, but don't lose hope. I remember Swagat smiling ear to ear through his chemo, he taught me to never stop smiling. You shouldn't either.
Ranjan happy birthday to you, and, all the best for this new year, with love
ReplyDeleteWe shall overcome indeed Anou. Best wishes to Ranjan on his birthday. And many more years of togetherness to you both.
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