Prayer pt III - The end.

When life comes a full circle.. It was a surprisingly cool day in Bangalore. May is usually the hottest month of the year. It was the end of May and the cemetery had a green cool peaceful look this evening. The birds chirped announcing their homecoming among the large breezy trees. The stray dogs seemed to get along and were in playful frolick, looking at the visitors and their activities with very little interest. We were here among family and friends for the burial of my (ex) husband. He passed on a day ago after 2 weeks in coma. It was a relief for him mostly, an end to the last many years of failing health and suffering. But also an end to the never ending cycle of hope and dissapointment and frustration for the rest of us. And in a strange way, it rained after we burried him. Not the usual pitter patter but a thunderous downpour, as if the gates of heaven couldnt stay closed anymore. Just a few days back when he was still alive but in coma and in hospital, I sat down with my morning cup of coffee in our Bangalore home. I looked at the two dogs running around - Rosie, the small black Dachshund female, had a personality so special. She dragged her blanket to the door and decided to rest there. Her way of protesting that my son of 24 left home to do his early morning trip to the ICU, and went out without her. Lyka, the cocker spaniel with a mild friendly childlike nature, bounced around happily indoors.. They belonged to my ex, and we brought them home and care for them while he was in hospital. Just a few months back (in Feb) and after years of (yet another) stormy break up, I finally agreed to meet and talk to him. I was anxious. I was angry. I was resentful. But this was the best thing we ever did. As we sat across from each other, the anger melted away. I felt at peace. We talked like we did in the old days. His health, the kids, my job, family, coffee, food and a hundred other mundane things. Since the news of his declining health came a few weeks ago and we arrived in Bangalore, we never got a chance to talk.