The beginings....

1948 Empress Garden Canal

Life plays some dreadful games with us, and we're not permitted an appeal. Every day I mourn him. My Life began and ended with him.

To Rocky, I was all spirit & fire, but inside there was such peace with him beside me.

Lord, I wanted to reach you, but I needed someone to help me along the way... There were so many who offered to take me along... Then Rocky casually stepped beside me and we walked and walked and talked- through the streets of Poona... Stopping for a quiet togetherness on the ledge of the Bund Garden wall... dangling our legs in the air high above the water rushing over the rocks below.

...Just for a little while the world was ours...Then a slow trudge back to bitterness and enemity... So much discord and strige... Just because we wanted to be together for the rest of our lives...

I could feel the throbbing vibration of your love while I walked beside you... yet you were too shy to declare it, for fear your love could not nuture me. Oh! Rocky could i have asked for more from heaven itself? Tremmulously I took the initiative to tell you that I love you. Our two little fingers barely touched and our lives were entwined for ever after that into eternity.

12-4-83 Dosha

1948 A B.O.C. Picinic at Khandalla

Every body was around us sitting on the rocks, but Rocky and I were happy to drift along the current of the water- carefree, happy and safe while he guided me to float on the river. He was a good swimmer- I was scared of water.

I heard him talk in many difference ways- There had been the mocking tone, when I was at the butt end of his rivbaldry. And the light hearted banter which had both of us laughing. There had been the disturbing tenderness which haunted my dreams. There had been his life in the war years when he was overseas in headquarters. He spoke of his dreams and ambitions for the future. We used to talk about music and books.

It was quiet up there on the parapet walls of Parvati Temple. So far from any signs of life. The only sound- the twittering of the birds, the rustle of the long grass in the wind. The far distant sound of the traffic from the streets below. The sun grew warmer as we revelled in it. We had never known such peace, such tranquility. We were million miles away from civilization. Rocky unpacked the basket and we began to eat cream crackers & cheese paste washed down with beer.

-D-

"To find existence of another person who was dear to me re-woke a long buried joy for life and the desire to give myself to whatever life, through her, had to offer. I had the feeling that something in the universe clicked when I met her. I wanted to let everyone know. I wanted to give. I wanted to share. "