Sharda Sinha's Emotional Note For Late Husband Brajkishore Sinha Goes Viral: 'Main Jald Hi Aaungi...'

Veteran folk singer and Padma Bhushan awardee Sharda Sinha, who had been battling cancer and was admitted to AIIMS, passed away at 72 on November 5, just a month after celebrating her birthday.

Veteran folk singer and Padma Bhushan awardee Sharda Sinha, who had been battling cancer and was admitted to AIIMS, passed away at 72 on November 5, just a month after celebrating her birthday. Her heartfelt Facebook post from that birthday, reminiscing about her late husband, has now deeply resonated with her fans.

Sharda Sinha's last post

In the post, Sharda recalled her husband's thoughtful tradition of celebrating her birthday each year. She lost him on September 22, with their last meeting on September 17. Her parting words to him were, "Mai jald hi aaungi (I will join you soon)." A month later, she joined him.

In a long post on September 30, a week after his passing, Sharda wrote, "When everyone at home used to be fast asleep on my birthday, Sinha Sahab would quietly wake up and buy me roses and breakfast and would wait until I woke up. As soon as I would wake up, he would offer me those roses and wish me birthday.”

“He would then find an excuse to eat junk, which was not appropriate for his health. I would often ask my children to not serve him the breakfast he has got, knowing he must have already eaten it outside. At first, he would deny, but when I would look at him with seriousness, he would admit that he has eaten the junk food already. This was every year’s ritual,” she fondly remembered.

 

Recalling her last meeting with him on September 17, just days before his passing, she wrote, “I met him for the last time on the evening of September 17. Before leaving, I told him, ‘I will return in three days, please take care of yourself.’ He said, ‘I will be absolutely fine. You stay healthy, and do return soon. He was looking at me the whole time. Who knew this was our last meeting.”

She continued, “I still feel his presence. My kids, Vandana and Anshuman, still feel that their father is just out for some work and would return soon. This is a picture from our last meeting. The silence and his absence is killing me. In the picture, you can see him teary eyes with his granddaughter and I am assuring him, ‘I will come to you soon.’ ‘Mai jald hi aaungi, maine bas yehi kaha tha unse.’”