To come back and have empty wall resonate with past voices.
To feel like every time you turn around you, you just missed seeing him.
To think that if only you had turned a second sooner, you would have seen him.
To be able to still feel his presence, smell him around you, hear his voice, almost able to see him...
...and yet not.
And not know why.
No wait, to not want to accept why.
Is this really it?
Will I never, ever, see him again?
Really?
Why?
Everytime I walk through the house, his house, I have the overwhelming urge to scream out "appa"...as if this time he will respond.. this time I will realise it was all a baddd dream, much like the ones I had as a kid.
ones I used to wake him up for. And cry over. And have him tell me "don't be silly!"
yee raat yee chandni phir kahan... sun ja dil ki dastan...
one of his fav songs is playings and inexplixably I feel totally bereft...and closer to him at the same time.
I know there will come a day when I don't mourn him, atleast so painfully.
But that day isn't here yet.
Love you, dad.
Always and forever.
Happy birthday daddy.
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In other news I'm taking THE exam on the 14th of Dec 2006 finally. Hopefully things will go well for me - wish me luck, and loads of it!! :)
...ramblings of a crazy mind
Saturday, December 09, 2006
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It was always going to be hard, coming back to a house without ur Dad. But, I m sure even he would have told u to move on.
Do well tomorrow. Make HIM proud!!!
Do well tomorrow. Make HIM proud!!!
Here's a shoulder to lean on till that day comes along.
Good luck on the exam.
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Good luck on the exam.
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