To live in the hearts, we leave behind...
is not to die .
This memorial website was created in the memory of our dearest loved one, Abhijeet Singh, 19, born on March 7, 1992 and passed away on August 10, 2011. We miss you from our life and the big vaccumm you have created can be filled by none.I wish you knew how much you were loved.
Abhijeet was persuing Mechanical Enginneering from Manipal University. He was a strapping young man, 6 feet in height and an endearing smiling face. He was gregarious, fun and outdoors loving person who just loved to be in company of his friends.He was fond of trekking, mountain climbing, Squash, and football. He was also very fond of clicking photographs and getting clicked.He was very fond of gadgets and new gizmos like any other teenager.He was fond of all things manly like motor bikes, guns, tanks submarines, fighter lanes, and other military paraphrenalia.
His passion was ' Flying.'.. fighter aircrafts... so much so that I assume that in his last incarnation he must have been a fighter pilot. His passion was to soar in heavens. His only aim in life was to join Indian Air Force after his enginnering degree.He would have flown Sukhois and that would have been the happiest times in his life. If only God willed....
Abhijeet was a caring loving son and a great elder brother to Abhishek. He was a role model and an ideal for his younger brother. He is greatly missed as a grand son and nephew and as a great buddy to his numerous friends. Abhijeet had moved frequently with his family and had learned to make friends fast. Naturally humble, and blessed with a jovial personality and wonderful sense of humor, people were quickly drawn to him.Wherever he went, he spread good cheer and sprinkled life and zest with his great sense of hiumour.How polite, compassionate and incredibly funny he was. He oozed maturity way beyond his years.Never did he ever utter a disparaging remark or critical word for anybody. He was the most compassionate and nonjudgemental person I have ever known.
As a tale, so is life ; not how long it is , but how good it is , what matters.
We lost Abhijeet on 10 August 2011. He had gone for a swim in the Arabian sea with his friend Jana Kish. Both of them entered the sea around 3.o clock in the afternoon, never to come out again. And we were left with this deep stabbing pain in the heart and a with a big question in the mind for the Almighty to answer-WHY?
Why was life snuffed out of a person so full of life and love for life? Why one of us is taken while the rest of us remain to endure the pain? For there are just so many things that no one can explain. The most painful goodbye was bid to him on 13th August and up went in flames our hope, dreams and future imagined for him.
Abhijeet,we have you in our hearts while God has you in his arms. You have left your footprints on our hearts , and we will never be the same again. Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
WHERE LOVE IS , DEATH CAN NEVER BE THE END OF THE STORY. YOU are MY forever CHILD.
Life is eternal, and love is immortal,and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
My son is not my PAST.HE IS MY FUTURE. We do not stop carrying those we love in our hearts and minds because we can't see or touch them. Their memories remain alive as an active part of our lives. Honoring memories is about preserving the gifts of love God allowed to grace our lives with on this earth. It's a holy love that dwells in the places carved inside our hearts by love itself. It's part of the reason we are Who we are.
This site is still in the process of construction. Please visit it again soon. And please do write something to let me know you were here to celebrate the living spirit of my Son.
Wherever you are , may you always be loved and understood
Be joyful always .
My heart longs to see you , hold you in my arms and never let you go .
Sending you all my love . May you have a great Diwali bash wherever you are .
May peace be yours .
I send you all the love that I can hold in my heart . Trust me you are in a better place .
Hope to see you sooner than later .
Together they come,and when one sits alone with you at your board remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.” (Kahlil Gibran)
In some ways I miss you more now than when I first lost you .
It doesn’t get easier with time but the pain just looks different .
That is why on the hardest nights, they shine the brightest .
Wish I knew !
Ever so close., just a veil away
SO MUCH
... and then I remember...
you’re gone
So I wrap myself up in a happy
memory
and Squeeze it until,
for a little while at least,
it’s enough
May your life be filled with unconditional love and happiness. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Wherever you are , may my blessings reach you . May the Lord shower you with the choicest blessings and surround you with peace and love
A heart that can be beguiled,
By a flower,
That the wind lifts,
As it passes.
If the storms break for him,
May the trees shake for him,
Their blossoms down.
In the night that he is troubled,
May a friend wake for him,
So that his time be doubled,
And at the end of all loving and love
May the Man above,
Give him a crown."
You are alive in every breath that I take .
As long as I live , you will never be forgotten..
And before we leave,
Just know that you were not my misjudgement,
Or an impulse,
Just know that I wanted you more than anything else,
Far from an addiction,
Just know that I shall wander on this Earth thinking of you,
Although I might not have a clue and so might you,
Just know that some fragment of us will exist in some fragment of this universe,
Just know that it will forever be there
Anything in the world,
What would it be?
I would create a room,
A room of magical memories.
The room would be decorated
Not with pillows, throws, and candles
But with your scent, your giggles,
In the corner, a pair of your baby sandals.
I could go to this room
And feel your tiny arms
Wrapped around my neck;
Once again, mesmerized by your charm.
This place does exist but
It is not a room;
It is my heart, filled with your soul.
It is an escape from the gloom.
No matter where I go,
No matter how far away,
This place of magical memories
Is where, together, we can stay
Ishq mujhe tujhse hee nahi , tere hone se bhi ha
Happy new year to you . May you always be surrounded by love and peace, wherever you are .
*_There is no visible or tangible connection binding the Earth to the Sun. But the relationship between the two is unquestionable! Is it not?_*
*_It matters not if you cannot touch or hold something that your life depends upon. Life does not end because the Earth cannot touch or hold the Sun . Instead the reason that life goes on is because the Earth is touched by the Sun - each day, every day! A phenomenon that will continue till the end of eternity
Just like you and me
The 20’s will start soon . I will though keep wondering what you would have been today
It was your kind of festival. You loved this time of the year .
Have a great time up there . Sending you tons of love .
Tum sab jaante ho
It is your bro ‘s birthday tomorrow
He will be 24 tomorrow .
Plse always ensure that he is safe and sound . Protect him from anything which is dark and negative.
Love you so much my baby . See you sooner than later .
It says YOUR CALL CANOT BE CONNECTED AT THE MOMENT.PLEASE TRY AFTER SOME TIME .
So when should I call again?
Sometimes I turn to look back to find you ,
With thought that I would like to share
Forever
I will miss you forever
I will speak your name forever
I will remember you forever
I will carry you in my heart forever.
All the growing up years
From a cute lil bundle of joy to the young and handsome.
The mental picture of you lying on the beach is still so strong though .
Sending you love . Loads .
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The time between now and when he went to heaven has passed so quickly, yet so slowly. It often feels like it was just yesterday that we received the phone call, just yesterday that we endured the cremation , just yesterday that we watched your body being claimed by orange yellow flames and the pervasive smell of death.
But at the same time it feels like it was a lifetime ago. We were different people back then, a different family with different desires, different assumptions, a different understanding of life and death and the God .
And just as the time between now and when my Son went to heaven has passed both quickly and slowly, I expect that the time between now and when I go to heaven will pass both quickly and slowly. This life is a dash, a blip, a vapor, yet just as truly a slog, a marathon, a long and wearying pilgrimage. I have often observed that while the brevity of life is best seen in retrospect, it’s the slowness of life that tends to be felt in the moment. It may be brief as we look back on it, but it’s long as we live it.
And it feels long today. It looks long today. It looks long as I gaze into the future and see a road laid out before me that may well lead through months, years, decades. It looks longer still as I consider the heavy burden of grief God has called me to bear. I am confident I can carry a great weight for a short distance, but far less confident that I can carry it for many miles or many years. I just don’t know how I will bear up under this sorrow if I have to carry it all the way to the end.
And just so, while God has called me to bear my grief for a lifetime, and to do so faithfully, he has not called me to bear the entire weight of it all at once. The burden of a whole lifetime’s grief would be far too heavy to bear and the challenge far too daunting to consider. But the God who knows my frailty has broken that assignment into little parts, little days, and has promised grace sufficient for each one of them. My challenge for today is not to bear the grief of a lifetime but only to carry today’s grief that he has spread out before me.My God-given task began this morning and extends only until tonight. Then, when I awaken with the dawning of a new day, I will awaken to new blessings, new strength, and new grace that will allow me to be strong through that day as well.