Legacy

You’ve got to leave behind a little something of you while you are gone so that people dear to you could feel your presence. It’s like a photo album that is opened once in a blue moon yet memories are refreshed instantly. There are chances that they might feel your breath as if you are sitting next to them.

I am thankful to wordpress.com for providing us with such a wonderful tool to record our feelings… forever (presumably only if you have selected the free blog)! Here I sit with a contented silence swiftly moving my fingers across the keyboard and saying what I am supposed to say to my dear ones who, I wildly guess, might read it one day in an unknown future.

Back in 2016 I would get ‘likes’ and honest ‘comments’ for most of my posts from this wonderful lady, Cynthia Jobin, who by the way is an amazing American poet . She was experimenting with her poems. To be more precise, she was trying the ‘Urdu Gazal’ form in English. I would enjoy reading her bits and sharing my views. Although she was a regular at blogging I found it odd to see her blog inactive for a couple of months back then. When silence swept across her sweet whispers I decided to pay her blog a visit only to see it gone!

I couldn’t stop myself but google her name hoping to find her somewhere and guess what? I did! I found her in an obituary column: Click here. Sad but true. It never once crossed my mind that I would find her in such a place. I was deeply saddened.

All her hard work that was painted meticulously over her blog was gone just like that. I felt really bad for all those exhausting hours she might have spent to fill her blog with creativity: http://www.littleoldladywho.net/. It was gone because she had a website (.com/.net) and not a free blog (yourblog.wordpress.com) that I am using now. A website, if not renewed on time will be suspended unlike the free blog that stays forever (at least I hope so). Like so, the legacy that she was trying to build through her blog was wiped out from the face of the earth. I felt really bad and I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed.

Beautiful people with beautiful mind must live on forever.

Whereas, Cynthia Jobin is a familiar face and her legacy will surely live on, I am hoping that my blog will survive at least a decade after I am gone!

Cynthia Jobin

Cynthia Jobin (Jan 24, 1944 – Dec 13, 2016) – Age 72

A certain age

 

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12 thoughts on “Legacy

  1. Wow… Wow. I don’t know If there’s anything to really say to something like this. I do however share that fear. I started writing because I thought if I just drop dead one day I have nothing to show for my life. All the creativity and art and yet … No sign of it in the outer world. You’re gone without a trace just like that… After reading this post I’ve realised it isn’t the message really as much as the lives you touch. Words are after all merely a means to an end. The aim for an artist is forever to leave a lasting impression. RIP Cynthia, you probably touched many lives but this one in particular I have proof before my eyes for that you left a lasting impression on…

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