YES,THAt WAS BIG DAY.....

YES,THAT WAS A BIG DAY IN MY LIFE

THAT day accompanied by my brother devi and vishnu my son in law ,I went.to a tiny beautiful place called

Birunani on june 5th,a small village in coorg.not very popularly known to people,

50 km s from Gonikoppa, bit of a known place, also where i went to school.
The place where my husband had dreamt of creating a heaven on earth for him
self and for his wife and children.That is the place he took me on his Bullet Bike,.covering me with his coat to save me from the red mud dust following us,from the
the roads which remained untarred and dusty until very recently we visited that place to invite people to attend my elder daughters, marriage!
That was a thick jungle...which he took 10 years to clear,which he personally supervised by travelling from shimoga, bangalore. mysore on weekends..from wherever. he worked . some times on his bike sometimes, in those red buses. ...car. after
a while.. those days we missed being togather during weekends. after hard week days...
yes, a small farm house came up, and we used to go spend some precious days saved for holidays when he worked relentlessly...to create that dream....little knowing that fate had its own plans as to where he will find his HEAVEN,..!!!
All around the place,he planted coffee, cardamom,lime.. Orange.. and all those plants available in Lalbagh, Bangalore...The dream took him so high that some times when he turned back he did not realize that...the dream would consume all his earnings..
savings,energy...and in the end his life..!
that was the time the place was looking beautiful and promising....the yields that he expected....but that was the time he was called may be to fulfil his duty
elsewhere,in the cycle of Births and Deaths leaving me alone to fend for myslf , and two kids whose future was a big dream for him togather with this creating heaven in earth in his village...!
During these nearly 20 years... while iwas busy making a life for me and
kids worthy of his dreams..i could not turn toward that village. and the spot where he dreamt his HEAVEN!. now that my kids are settled with their husbands need no
attention from me.. I reminded my self of the duty, i had to attend to..... not that i had forgotten about it all .these years.How could I ,when it is still a nagging pain with in me..!
Meanwhile over the years . the heaven in the making...vertually turned into a thick jungle again..in the absence of any helping hand to clear the weeds. or at least a watchful eye. My visits once in way only made my heart grow heavy..,with guilt of not being able to at least keep the place as it is, and maintain it. not that i did not try.. and i succeeded in only keeping the rights of the property with us. THANK GOD.. YOU HAVE BEEN KIND TO US.
yes.. I CALL IT A BIG DAY...5TH OF JUNE 2010... I WAS ABLE TO GO THERE...
THAT DAY I WENT TO THE SPOT... WALKED UP TO THE PLACE .WHERE THE REMAINS OF MY HUSBAND, his mother and brother are laid paid homage... came down , to find a place to sit, to save myself from leaches sucking my blood though it is not as difficult as to save yourself from the human leaches ..for those 20 years.

I sat on the rubbles of that farm house which had collapsed. hiding the big wooden cot on which we the family would spend the nights for two days on week ends we used to visit the place...where as the tiles and wooden slabs n other things which would fetch some money are..not left there. Made away with, by people who were sopposed to have an eye on them to watch. during my absence!!!!
But then , i sat on the stone piller fallen across, saving myself from the marching leaches.,After all i have not lost so much ..I had saved myslf from the,leaches,
sitting in my own land, my own place may be rubbles...! more than any thing else i had not lost my self respect, .. i spent some happiest moments thinking of the happy moments we had sitting on those rubbles.. sharing it with vishnu my son in law
who had accompanied me.. I was proud of my husband at that moment .. still am forever. a
After lunch i met some people who had invited me there,to discuss about a proposal . very dear to my husband.., That was a miracle happening. That day while i signed a .paper offering a piece of that land in memory of my husband for a social cause... i have sown a seed for realizing the dream of my husband.
By the grace of almighty i am confident that the seed will receive all the
sunshine, water.. manure... protection to sprout in right time and grow up..
tall and extend its branches to protect and give shelter to many more for generations. that was the big dream of my husband ACHIA...and that was a BIG DAY for me..!