While this sorrow is certainly not material for a blog, something I've noticed in the past couple of months is.
It's one of the earliest lessons my mom and dad drilled into my head. It's okay if you don't attend someone's wedding but if someone is in pain, you should be there for them. And if it is a death, then you just have to.
But nowadays we've just forgotten what it is to be there for someone. I first noticed it when I told people about my chronic pain.
Friends from whom I expected understanding, support, and love that would lead them to say perky things to cheer me up, got back with - Oh! So you aren't coming for the party later then? I really thought it was the shock speaking. But no, that's all it was. Because the next day I got a - What! Still in pain? Again? Today also?
And then there's the - I feel really bad.
Now if they stop there, that's enough. I'll say, yea me too, but life's a bitch and we can all move on to discussing why Aishwarya Rai was acting so fake, giggly, and idiotic on Oprah and how the hell a witty, charming man like Abhishek B married that giggly twat even if she is really beautiful.
But it doesn't stop there. They say - I don't know what to say.
Now if you are a mere acquaintance then this too is perfectly acceptable. But if you are one of my closest friends, then it's clearly not. I also get that a lot from close friends, writers and communicators all, who read my recent, drenched in tragedy blog posts. I don't know what to say either.
Or this one - Why don't you try yoga?
I have sworn to hack anyone who will say that to me next into tiny pieces and feed them to crows. When I tell anyone that I have been working from home for the longest time now because the pain is a killer, this is what they say. Suddenly yoga is a panacea. Here I am struggling to do even the most basic of one's daily tasks like opening a bottle, carrying a bag, turning my head to the left or the right, and I am asked to try complicated contortions.
Then there are those who walk past you or stop keeping in touch in the fear that they will have to listen to your symptoms and the details of your pain. They are suddenly busy, work's hectic, life's screwed, urgent meetings, exams on the way... all sorts of meaningless excuses.
And just for the record - stop. It's unnecessary because I don't want you to nurse me to health and if I want to discuss the pain, I blog.
And unbelievably this one - I don't know how to deal with this situation. So I will just keep quiet. What you need is probably professional help.
Even in pain, it stunned me that I was now a situation. It's really not about give and take but I was reminded about the countless 'situations' in their lives I was a part of. And I was totally virginal too. But I distinctly remember not being quiet.
No one has a user manual on how to deal with a friend when said friend has a break-up, an illness in the family, family feuds, work trouble, inability to study/cope with some task, coming out to parents/friends, abortion, marital problems, in-laws trouble, divorces whatever. But you do the best you can. You say the things you know will offer your friend comfort. Sometimes, you just hold them. Sometimes, you cry with them.
What do I say?
So when my friend's mom passed on, I heard this so often that I decided may be it was time someone wrote that user manual to help people express condolences.
When someone's suffered a loss, there really is nothing you can say. It's the same as with gifting, the thought that counts. Call them up, meet them, hold them. And if you aren't secretly feeling gleeful that they got what was coming to them, you can certainly mouth an "I am sorry for your loss."
If they are the sort who like to talk and get it out of their system, they will. If they are the quiet types, they will just appreciate the fact that you braved the awkwardness of silence and sorrow and stood there with them, for them.
And when they are slightly better you just reassure them that it will all eventually be fine. But only when they can take that sort of reassurance. We all need some time to simply grieve. It is about respecting someone's right to grief.
And remind them of the good times. If you can praise them sincerely and whole-heartedly and show them what a wonderful being they are, you can really help a speedy recovery. When someone's hit below rock bottom, an ego boost can go a really long way. But not the sort my aunts gave my mom - "How well you used to cook! Now look at you, you can't even hold the spoon. So sad. This shouldn't have happened to you." Aim at something like this - "Remember how you used to cook. I still do. When you are better I'm hoping you can make that dish for me again..."
So I figured this is the way the world is.
Yes, all your friends will be there for you if you say you are down and want to get drunk at your favourite pub that also has the loudest music. No one has the strength of voice to compete with the noise and talk about sorrow then. So, thank the Lord, that's fun.
P.S. Those who've been there in the truest sense, thank you. And yes, it's October 'Orror.