I couldn’t agree with this title any better than today when I sat to read Tejaswee’s blog. (Read my earlier post here) It’s not the first time that I am reading her posts, and I sure pride myself when I say I have read them all once before. Unfortunately, after her demise.
Her words, in my opinion, are well-poised, full of conviction, charisma, compassion, vision, vigor, joy, optimism, ethics and much more. I was smiling at some, equally perplexed at other, l.m.a.o. for some more, nodding and grinning at few others, and each time I felt inspired, touched, desolated and deserted by even known words at times. By the time, I was reading the 11th or 12th post, I knew deep within that hers was a life well-lived, lived to perfection.
For all of us, there is always this desire to know, to go beyond, to fathom the unfathomable, to experiment and experience the diversity of this God-given world. To reach a level of satiety that will make us realize what it takes to fulfill one’s life. Today with Tj’s help, I was able to figure out a chunk of that manifold mystery.
I found comfort in the voice that said, “Obviously, her journey is complete. She has done what ought to be done. She has given a touch of perfection to life’s sojourn. She was 17 then when she started writing; 19 now when she has left us all “her words” – to inspire, laugh, introspect, interrogate, imbibe, cherish, and hold onto as we traverse through future”.
I then knew she will live on, for her words have left behind a legacy.
Her post A-letter-to-the-future is a must read. It shows much fore-sight at such a tender age, and it had me gape in awe. Bravo, little sis.
“Na karmana na prajaya dhanena tyagenaikena amrtatva manasuh:”
I now think it is not sacrifice alone that will make you immortal, even your thoughts will make you immortal. Your vision will go on and on.
Her words puts everything on a new pedestal, and they bring in a fresh wave of hope to the otherwise sulky and uninspiring days of Kali. No wonder her mom wrote the below in her post:
“My daughter was an easy child to raise. My dearest friend and my closest ally, a confidante, a companion, we talked endlessly, we shopped, we read, we laughed at the same things and I never had to face any of the parenting problems one hears about. I feel I was extremely fortunate to have her with me for the best nineteen and a half years of my life. The thought of crying and not smiling fondly whenever I thought of her – a girl who never made anybody cry… I knew I did not want that.”
See below for few of her blog links:
The-trouble – Loved the twist in the end
On being Moral:
Moral-dilemma – My salutes
She is-a-bitch-too – This will make you chuckle
Value-system-of-the-youth-today – Totally agree 🙂
Of being a teen:
Of Crushes – A fiction 😉
College-again-and-my-shift-key-breaks – Peppy post
Cheater 😉 – Its one of nostalgia
After-the-world-cup One word: Cute 😛
“…No more really gorgeous footballers to ogle at. Oh the meaningless-ness of my life!…”
Paper-dolly-thermocol-face – Loved the header. How does she comes up with titles like these I wonder 🙂
Her concern on socio-economic issues:
So-kicking-is-okay – On helpless IPC sections
Whaat?! – On sexual demands in Afghan
Pepper-spray – She has expressed the concern vehemently, yet subtly. The cheers of victory are indeed reverberating.
Sarko-his-burqa-and-why-i am-confused – She got me confused too 😉
On-being-suggestive – Of incredulous laws
Should-man-play-god – Lovely dimensions
The need to Change – An Obama rant as she calls it
Global Warming – This was her post on blog action day about our need to change. Well written!
Ah. Wait a minute. You could just read from here – http://blabberblah.wordpress.com/archives/
And then there were News (excerpts):
“Nineteen-year-old Tejaswee Rao knew exactly what to do with her life. After graduating from Lady Shri Ram College, the second-year student wanted to adopt a baby girl, become the most powerful person in the world, run for President and spend her life helping the poor — probably not in that order. But fate had other plans in store…”
“Blogging had begun as a condition imposed on Tejaswee by her mother if she wanted to spend time on social networking sites. And today, after her death, she continues to live on through it.”
A fellow blogger’s tribute that I loved (excerpts):
Tejaswee (by indyeah) – a touching one indeed ❤
“Go and see for yourself how a daughter is a reflection of her mother. How the same passion drives them both”… …”Here is a girl who has not closed her mind to anything. She ponders, she mulls, she asks questions, tries to answer some of them herself..and then still keeps an open mind. Isnt this how human beings should be? Not dogmatic, open to everything?”… …”Tejaswee’s words are such. They speak of her. They are gentle, they are calm. They are energetic. They are thoughtful. Her words bubble with happiness. Her enthusiasm is infectious. Her words breathe.”…“This delight of a girl doesn’t leave one with any other option. She hooks you in with her words and then leaves you smiling.”…
What her mother writes (excerpts):
Truly, like mother, like daughter!
1) IHM’s post when her daughter turned 18 (Wah! Loved the motherly sentiments.)
“…This little demanding thing for all the noise she made
For all her capacity to keep a family awake
Couldn’t open or close her fist at will“…
“…When she was five, I was advised to use my perfumes sparingly
And take good care of all my clothes
She couldn’t imagine what she’d inherit
If I finished everything before she reached my height.
2) What I don’t like about being a mother? – I loved the way she ends this.
…”Cards proclaiming undying love to Papa, all incorrectly spelled.
Almost toppling you, with violent hugging.
On stage singing out of tune.
Singing louder to the whole building from the bathroom.
… … …
Laughing hysterically because the sibling is clowning foolishly ..
I think I like everything about being a mother.
Except the helpless feeling you get when…”
3) Dont-fall-in-love-now – Typical mom – daughter sessions, and really pitied the reaction in the end 😛
I am on my laptop, Daughter (17), is sprawled diagonally across the bed, finishing a school assignment. Son’s practicing guitar in his room. Contentment is this.
Suddenly, “How do you know when you are really, reeally in love?“
I thought madam was studying!
4) Happy-daughters-day – Loved this post to infinity.
“Daughter gives me “and you call yourself my mother?” look”
5) Why-baby-record-booksblogs-are-good?! – Really touching.
“…We rushed to her, Daughter gave me a tearful hug…”
Its hard to have this set in. Tejaswee’s last post was dated 29th of July. Last month, this time around she was out there frolicking, sending her saneful vibes to the desperate world. Though all of us feel catastrophic ever since IHM told us the news, yet we feel assured of her presence in all our lives… and yes, her words will live on too eternally… Rest in Peace little one. We love ya!!! ❤