“Jo Bole So Nihal”, I wouldn’t mind screaming this Jaikara, the shout of victory, triumph or even exultation a hundred times and again and again when I am called to experience the Sikh hospitality, perhaps one of the most loving and caring of all the vibrant cultures of India.
My tryst with thyroid dates back to the time, more than two decades ago when I decided to settle down in life.
Quite an odd correlation, many would wonder but it’s true for me. I recollect the day I had taken my newly married bride to my hometown to get her introduced and seek the blessings of the elders in the family, as had perhaps become the ritual and custom.
“Rest In Peace”, such a short idiomatic expression. So often we use it in our lives for people who have departed from this abode.