for abbu;
it happens pretty often…i dream…i see you…last night i dreamt that you are back...and when i woke up it took me good ten minutes to realise that it was just a dream, how stupid dreams can be……they ask me do i miss u, what should i tell them abbu, mostly i don’t cos a ‘yes’ wont suffice
let me tell you one thing abbu; you have left behind a very contended wife who has no complaints whatsoever and can only reminiscence the good times you both shared and what a loving husband you have been to her and how every man falls short in comparison to you, even her sons and the son-in-law :)
you have left behind sons who can only thank you for everything you have been to them and are forever indebted for the sacrifice and the struggle you endured to get us all to where we are…they think about you as an entrepreneur with a conscience, their chest swells with pride when they describe you as a father who only ‘gave’ and never ever ‘took’
a daughter who has no words to describe what you are to her, missing your smile, your sense of humour, your kindness, your way of making everything better, mostly missing you…i hold on to the love not the loss…you are the most beautiful thing i hide inside me
i do wish you were here though, i would have loved it if you were here with ammi, but then i think about your days in the iccu and i realise between my happiness and your pain, i would rather let you go, its anyway no fun here abbu, things are complicated :(
i hope it is painless now, i hope it is better, i hope it is all what it was not here
'through hardships, to the stars'
any better way to ride to the stars?
i wish i had a way to show my gratitude
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