My Dada ji

He is my Dad's elder brother. We call him Dada Ji. I am personally very fond of him and respect him next only to God and my parents. Certain features of his:
1. 6'3'' tall
2. 65 yrs around of age
3. Skull Hair all still intact and black
4. Ex primary-secondary school master
5. A widower

These are his factual data. I do not praise him for any of these (except for hair. My dad has lost quite a few, and his hair are graying as well). I am impressed by his vision. He can 'see' things. No it is not sixth sense, but just the normal logic. He can guess what the best path for any particular situation would be. He would never how he came to a conclusion that 'that solution' is the best, but it does turn out to be so. He is not educated very much. Being brought up in village family with scarce resources, spending money on education had to be dealt as carefully as a luxury item. Even my father could not pursue his engineering due to lack of funds.

Often I see a striking similarity between him and myself. I may not be always right in my solution, but I feel I am also like him when it comes to 'seeing' things. The way I think, it does not require any formal education to think that way. It simply needs love for the object under consideration, be it a human, an animal or any other thing.

Citing one example about my dada ji, he never asked me to go for the toughest exam for engineering. But when I sat for it and I failed in my first attempt, it was only he who advised my daddy to let me take another attempt, as he believed I will make it through. My father did not want me to drop a year, but he agreed on his advice. I actually cleared the exam the next time. As a token of love, or a reward, he gave me a fresh 50 rupees note after I cleared the exam. My dad said that he did not usually shed out money from his pocket like this, that it was a big thing that he gave it to me.

My dad once told me a story about one of his talks with dada ji. They were facing financial shortage in their home when dad was in 8th standard. My dad said that this was his moment of change. His elder brother, while on their way to school, said to him, "meri padhai ho sakti hai na ho paaye poori aur main itna aage bhi na nikal paaun, lekin tumhe nikalna hai, khoob aage nikalna hai." These words, my dad said, changed him forever. From then, excellence was not just his default situation (which had always been, even before this incident); excellence was striven after as well. It is an altogether different issue that dad hardly got any challenge to his default situation. He always excelled in whichever field life guided him through.

If I become a little more like my dada ji, I will be happy. He has default love for everyone, hence he never thought of showing it as well. I believe no such idea might even have had crossed his mind, 'to show love' ; funny idea for someone who sees world as a big ocean of life.

He came to meet us 2 weeks back. I met him for just a few minutes as I had come from office and his train was to come in the next hour. I touched his feet, wished him, and asked him how he was. After freshening up, I sad beside him and directly came to point. I told him "Dada ji, is baar mushkil hai clear hona exam. Course bahut sara hai aur samay bahut kamm hai. Lekin main koshish kar raha hoon."
To this, he replied " haan, koshish hi kar sakte hain. Baaki to oopar waale pe chhor do, baaki to uski ichchha hai, hum to bas koshish kar sakte hain." His words were very simple and came out without worry appearing on his face. I felt happy after his words and felt good that I was doing exactly what he said. I went to the other room and opened my notebook on which I had written articles of the Indian Constitution.
There is so much more I would love to know about him. I wish I know more about him. I wish next time he comes to home, I see more of him.