He Lived A Life Of Love And Sacrifice.
A loving tribute to my beloved brother, Jawaharlal, who is no more amongst us. It is not important to know, how long one has lived in this world, what is important is, how well one has lived life. We all die one day. The purpose of life is not to live forever. It is to create something that will last, long after death. Jawaharlal strived to do just that and succeeded in carving a niche in the hearts of all those who came in contact with him. He is gone but his good work can never be forgotten.
God does not give anyone a good or a bad life. He gives each one of us a life. It is up to us to make it good or bad. The choice is always in the hands of each individual and I must say that Jawaharlal exercised his choice to live a life of Love and Sacrifice, which was really good. In whatever he did, there was a tinge of love, more often than not, it entailed a bout of self sacrifice. He spared no efforts to spread the message of love, which he considered as the basic tenet of life and in doing so, he had to undergo a lot of sacrifices, which he most willingly accepted. That is where he distinguished himself from the rest of us. He has gone but his memory lingers on...
I honestly feel that Jawaharlal knew it too well that, life is short and unpredictable not to live it as he wished, and therefore, he lived it to the fullest, exactly as he pleased, not too perturbed about his health and other constraints.
He believed that God gave him a life and that he had to use it in the best way possible. There was never a day which he wasted, lazying away doing nothing. He would always find something to do, if not for his own benefit, for others. Anyone could call him at anytime and he was there, no matter what. He always put the needs of others before his. He often said, you cannot change how people feel about you, so do not ever try; just live your life and be happy and if you can, try to make others happy too.
His contention was that in life there are choices. Choose to be happy, that's it. There are things in life we don't want to happen, but we have to accept; things we don't want to know, but we have to learn. And that, there are special people we cannot live without, but we have to let go. He was heartbroken when he lost his beloved wife, Marielou, in the prime time of his life, when he needed her so much. But he was strong and took life within his strides and shouldered the burden of looking after his three children, and took care of all their needs, singlehandedly. His children Cheryl, Carlton and Lizanne are living testimony of a proud father, who sacrificed everything to ensure that they had everything that they ever wanted. He would often say, everything in life is temporary, so if things are going good, enjoy them, because they won't last forever. Likewise, if things are not going well, bear them, they too will not last forever. His message to the family was: spend life with whoever makes you happy, not with whom you have to impress for your survival.
Talking about love, there are some people you love while they are there, and some people you love forever, whether they are there or not. Jawaharlal is one such person, whom most of us will continue to love and cherish his fond memories even though he is no longer with us on earth.
In his earthly life he always was on the look out for opportunities to help others, which is a rare quality he possessed. Probably that is why he was so loved and admired by the people who knew his intrinsic values. Great were his achievements, which were a result of great sacrifices that he performed selflessly. He knew better than anyone of us, who mourn for his death, how to live life in a way that if anyone were to speak of him badly, no one would believe it. I think he was right because I have only heard people talking good about him, none speaking bad. He had the wisdom to know that one day he would have to go, but before that, he made sure that he stayed in everyone's hearts. It is precisely the reason, I say, to live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to live forever. I truly feel his presence, in my heart every single day and there is no doubt he will continue to be there till the very end of my life.
We only live once and if we have lived our lives well, once is enough. Adieus my beloved brother, Antonio Jawaharlal Pimenta, a tearful farewell to you, till we meet again to share an everlasting life.
May God bless your soul and grant you eternal peace - Rest In Peace!
You will dwell in our hearts and your cherished memories will forever last!!!
- Rabindra Pimenta & Family.