A happy event occurred on the 23rd of May 2007, the birth of my baby girl (Daya Kaur) and boy (Joedh Singh). I’m writing on this blog for you my friend Gilly, because stuck in my memory is the look of joy you had on your face when you realised that finally my wife (Raj) and me were going to have children. You were thrilled more than anyone I know and I still get a kick out of thinking about the hugs you gave me and Raj.
I am so glad you found out about this, because you always asked me whether there was “any news” on that front, and I always had to say no. You always said to keep positive. The good part was that you finally came to my house and you saw us in person, that sad part is that left us a few days later. You talked to me how much you would like to have a family too, and I said I would like to have a daughter and you said a son. Well now we have both and I feel truly blessed.
When they were born, I could not contain my joy, and started to text all my friends and family of the good news, and as I went down the list I came to your name. It was a strange moment as I cried tears of happiness and sadness. I wish so much you could have been here, but it was not to be.
You’ll be so glad to know too my friend that I chose the names from our Indian Heritage (as I know too you were very keen to have names that told a story or reflected cultural heritage). Joedh (meaning brave) Singh (www.sikh-history.com/sikhhist/warriors/jodh_ram.html) comes from the brave and wise warrior Sardar Jodh Singh Ramgarhia. Daya (meaning kindness) Kaur (www.sikh-history.com/sikhhist/gurus/pdayas.html) come from the first Sikh to be baptised Bhai Daya Singh.
Anyway my friend, I will teach them both about their uncle Gilly, and what he stood for. Brave (Joedh) in the face of adversity and injustice and kindness (Daya) to those who needed help. This rare and wonderful combination is what made you so unique and endeared you so much to all of us.