Aaaaaaaaaa and he was gone………….
Our memories of the Ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.
The phone would ring every day at 2000 hrs, my face would light up and I would know it’s him. What’s up is what he would say and the conversation would take off ……
His silence spoke a million words. His wisdom to recognize even a sigh made him a greatest understanding person, more over my Dadu as I used to call him. Always positive, charged and great sense of humour made him stand out of crowd. He was or I would rather rephrase it to say he is my father.
His one hug was mystic that would take away all the tensions and worries like the magic wand. He taught my sister and me great lessons of life one of being to work hard and be sincere and the results would always follow and most importantly keep smiling no matter what happens in life. He never taught us how to handle the situations of life but rather left it to us to fight the battle and get the answers whether right or wrong. If it’s wrong is then he would correct us and if it’s right he would appreciate and encourage us. It always makes me proud and happy that he has made me a strong and independent human being.
His smooth touch would give me the sense of security. He being around always made me the princess of the house and I never wanted to grow up.
As I look back to past years, I realise how he used to become a teenager with my sister and me and as we moved on to face the new challenges of life, the job, how he used to be a 22 year old then 23 years old and so on with us. It seemed as if he was growing up with us. For him I guess he was becoming a small kid from heart.
He is my mentor and my guide and one fine day I would like to achieve the same serenity and silence and be just like him. You see like father, like daughter as is the saying…..
Aaaaaa was his last word that I received through the text message and then he was gone. I wish I was next to him in his last minutes to just to hear him out and hold him in my laps and give him the same tight hug that he used to give me. With his text message it seemed as if he wanted to tell me AaaaaaLL THE BEST….
I admired my mother’s guts, even in her emotional agony her love for her husband was able to conquer all and allowed her to continue working. I knew that it was difficult to dress a mannequin but to try and dress a dead-weight adult must have been close to impossible, yet she persisted. I remember her love for my father and wished that somehow my fathers spirit could speak to her, I asked God to intervene while we were on our way back home to see him resting in peace. He must have, because I could see that she was at peace with her loss, even though she had spent the night by my father’s side crying.
He was always there to hear me out, and today I stand in front of his picture as if trying to say “Dont worry be happy, I am around” and I know my voice is reaching him and he is listening every word that I tell him. And I know that he would first hear me out without a word and would help me with a response with a careful thinking as he always did – A unique style of my father.
He has left behind a legacy, his sense of humour in form of my mother. She is as lively as he was and looking at her speak, I can hear my father’s voice. It seems as if he his standing in front of me and smiling at me trying to tell he has gone no where.
He always said, “KEEP SMILING”. He had returned to whence he came. Ashes to ashes dust to dust! 21st September, 2009 will always be a day which will never change for me and now whenever I think of him I think of him with a smile….I will always miss a father’s touch and will miss you. Love you always dadu….
You were there when we took our first step. You were there to hold us tight when we were facing the challenges of our life and we know you would always be there whenever we would get stuck somewhere and will hold us with the same tender love., Dad we love you – Sonia and Sweety