In memory of Dad

We always take things for granted. We fail to embrace things dear to us. I realised the importance of it but it's too late.

My father passed away. I was surrounded by guilt. Several questions start breaking my heart.

He was in another city. It's been 4 years.

I should have called him frequently. I should have visited him more. I should have been nice to him.

The things he did when he was alive made us think what's wrong with him but now it all makes sense.

It happened suddenly. It was my brother's birthday. How he would have felt!? His upcoming birthdays will now remind us of our dad's loss.

If I had known that phone call was my last talk with him, I would have talked to hours!

If I had known that day was the last day I would see him alive, I would share much more things with him!

If I had known that kiss was my last kiss on his forehead, I would have paused the moment!

If did I know a little that my dad's absence will make my mom's bindi absent, I would have prayed a lot for their wellness!

If did I know a little about these much things happen after the funeral, I would have cherished each tiny moments I spent with my dad.

Dear friends,

I'm not writing this to mourn over my dad's death.

I like you guys to live a life that most of us who have a single parent or unfortunately none dream every day of living. Don't take things for granted!

Cherish every moment. Present them gifts. Try to understand them.

Who and all can say proudly that my parents celebrate every festival like you?

If you think back, they always put your wishes first than their necessities.

This is not only the case of parents, it's for every loved one around us. They may be friends, relatives or even caring neighbours. Do treat them good.

We don't know the last moment that we live.

Live every moment. I repeat live fully. Not just breath, not just do your routines. LIVE.

I want you to take good care of your parents, the priceless gift, which even God can not give twice.

Thank you!