Small Story 343.

Small Story 343. A Strange Experience Ram returned from his evening walk, feeling refreshed after a healthy discussion with his group of friends. His wife, Pankajam, brought him a cup of tea along with some snacks. "How was your evening, dear?" she asked cheerfully. "I received my ticket for my Vrindavan trip. My friend Ambujam sent me a message with the details—how to start the journey the day after tomorrow. From the airport, a car will pick up me and my friend Archana from Delhi." At 70, Pankajam was still energetic, always chanting the Lord’s name. It had long been her dream to visit Vrindavan and Mathura. Her friend Ambujam, who had settled in Vrindavan with her husband Gokul after returning from the UK, was now fully devoted to a spiritual life. Their only daughter, Vasanthy, lived in the US. Ram was happy that Pankajam’s long-cherished wish was finally coming true, even though he couldn’t accompany her due to his responsibilities. He ran a consultation firm for aspiring graduates and couldn’t spare the time for a week-long tour. On the day of her departure, Ram gave her a warm send-off and then went for his usual morning walk. Upon his return, he found that his grandson had prepared tea and breakfast—upma—for him. Ram was touched by Harsh’s affection and patted him lovingly. Ram’s only son, Sandeep, lived inAustralia. Akshay, Sandeep’s son, worked in Bengaluru ,with Grand father Ram while Akshay's parents (Ram's son and daughter-in-law) were away. After breakfast, Akshay left for work. Ram completed his morning routine and prayers. The cook arrived, prepared lunch and evening tiffin, and left. Two days passed quietly. Then Ram began to feel something missing. He realized it was the first time he was alone without Pankajam at home. He missed her cheerful voice, her timely servings of his favorite dishes, and her constant chanting in the evenings. Her absence created a deep void in his otherwise calm routine. After a week, Pankajam returned, her face glowing with joy. She brought with her milk sweets and prasadams in abundance. "So, how did you enjoy my absence with your group?" she asked playfully. Ram whispered, with a soft smile, "Only in the absence do we truly realize a person's value." Pankajam nodded, eyes glistening with tears. “Yes, my dear.” K.Ragavan 20-8-25