#Silent of #love.
The passing of MK Lalithambika has left an irreplaceable void in the life of her son Sabji, a man whose talents and pursuits have shaped him into a well-rounded individual.
Lalithambika was not just a mother but a constant presence in Sabji’s life, particularly in her later years when illness confined her to bed. Her immobility was a challenge for both of them, but Sabji took it upon himself to ensure her comfort, tending to her needs with unwavering love and dedication. Despite his many commitments as a writer, orator, and Secretary of the Alochana Cultural Centre, he remained devoted to his mother, carefully balancing his roles while making time for her care.
For the past six months, even though his world became smaller as he devoted more time to his mother, Sabji still managed to visit Sarvodaya Library, his sanctuary of knowledge. Yet, his time there was cut short as his heart pulled him back home, knowing that his bedridden mother awaited his return. It was a silent ritual of love — his mother, even in her weakened state, waiting for her son, and Sabji, mindful of her, cutting short his library visits.
Their bond was unspoken but powerful, a testament to the deep love that exists between a mother and her child. Today, however, she has left him, and with her departure, Sabji faces a new reality—one where the familiar wait is no more.
The grief Sabji bears is one that even his vast life experiences cannot alleviate. The silence of his home without his mother’s presence will be deafening, and though his mother is no longer physically waiting for him, her memory will linger in every corner of his life.
The words, “Life of the dead is in the memory of the living,” ring true, and Sabji will carry his mother in his heart forever. While his days may feel lonelier, the lessons of love, care, and sacrifice he learned in those last months will stay with him, guiding him forward. His mother will live on, not just in his memories, but in every word he writes, every story he tells, and every life he touches with his work.
"A mother's hug lasts long after she lets go".