DEMENTIA THE THIEF
It took away your days and nights
And time became a blur
It sucked your speech right from your your mouth
And your words became a slur.
It slowly imprisoned you from your life
When you couldn't walk your miles
It haunted your sleep and made you scared
And wiped away your smiles
Because it's not just memory loss
That dementia bring your soul
It gives you torturous unwanted gifts
To replace the ones it stole.
It switched your radiant laughter and joy for agitation, sadness and fear
And stole your independence
And made your world become less clear.
Your loved ones watched you disappear
A little more each day,
They wished, but all so heplessly
As it stole you right away
And in the end are precious memories
That you possess no more
But instead your loved ones treasure them
Deep within their core.
I do not know if you remember me
Or if l've been stolen from you too
But dementia will never ever steal away
The love I feel for you.
LETTING GO
The angels gathered near your side
So-very close to you
For they knew the pain and sufering
That you were going through I thought about many things
As i held tightly to your hand
oh, how i wished that you were strong
And happy once again
But your eyes were looking homeward that place beyond the sky
Where Lord Krishna held his outstretched arms
It was time to say good-bye
I struggled with my sefish thoughts
So we could walk and talk again
For i wanted you to stay
Like we did..just yesterday
But Lord Krishna knew the answer
And I knew you loved him so
So I gave to you Life's greatest gift
The gift of letting go
Dedicated to the most beautiful soul, my Dad, my heart
Love, Sima
Purab Dhami (Grandson)
Entered
March 21, 2025
My favourite memories with dadu was when we went to India together for the second time and he did a “big Pooja” my main memory of going on that trip was being with him and doing everything with him and it stayed that way until now. This lead me to have a special bond with him that has never been broken.
Hare Krishna,
Purab
Munesh Sharma (Grandson)
Entered
March 20, 2025
Among the countless cherished memories I hold of my grandfather, one shines particularly bright: My grandfather was always the first awake. I'd join him after the bells from his morning prayers, the house still holding the quiet of dawn. There was no need for him to wake me. Those mornings, filled with his quiet presence, hold a deeper warmth than any words or grand gestures.
He'd pour me a cup of tea, just the right shade of amber, and open a crinkly bag chips.The salty crunch of the chips mingled with the milky Indian tea creating a unique and comforting blend. We'd talk about anything and everything, or sometimes just sit in comfortable silence, the quiet punctuated by our laughter and the gentle clinking of our mugs. Those simple mornings, filled with tea, chips, and his unwavering presence, are a treasure I'll forever hold close to my heart.
Hare Krishna
Munesh
Priyanka Sharma (Granddaughter)
Entered
March 20, 2025
One of the memories of Badai Dad that I will forever remember is from my wedding day. I was making my way towards the aisle and felt suddenly nervous. Then, I saw Badai Dad, I made my way over to him and reached out to hug him. He offered so much warmth and kindness, I instantly felt at ease. It was a moment that I will always cherish.
Hare Krishna
Priyanka
Aaryan Dhami (Grandson)
Entered
March 20, 2025
Whenever I visited my grandparents house, my grandpa would always ask, "Did the kids eat?Did the kids eat?" It made me feel very special, knowing that he cared very much for my brothers and I. Those words have stayed with me ever since. Bye Grandpa, I wish you a great journey and I know that we will meet again. I will make sure that we eat.