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it was about 47 days since i saw my dad, 3 days since I spoke to him..... I asked him what he wanted me to buy for him from Dubai where I am visiting a customer.. its been 40 days since I landed in this desert..
he said nothing..... he just asked me to take care of myself and be careful....
Sept 2... was at work....my dad's face flashed on my mobile... it was him calling... sollunga appa responded on taking.. it was my brother....
Appa is dead...... that was the message my brother left..... what??? what are you saying..... yes he is no more.... an electric shock at home took him to the eternal home.....
i am broken... after mom had passed away in 1994 just after my standard 10 exams, it was my dad who had raised three of us... he had sacrificed all for us... he had my sister married off, got me a house and found a partner for me....he was with my brother... waiting all night to receive him from work after his shifts at night....
today he is no more...to live to die is for chirst.. my dad did it....
thanks to Aspire.. my company for arranging my return, Dinesh and Senthil were at the airport with a cab... i went home...kept bags, changed and rushed to my dad's place.....
now my dad is called a Body..... and was told postmortem is yet to happen...by 11 did they bring dad...for others the body....wrapped completely.... i thought atleast i could wear the watch i got for him from Dubai on his body... but couldn't.... he loved my childern a lot... danny specially.... but now....danny has no thatha to talk to...
placed in the coffin the hearse was set to leave at 2 to reach the church at 3... my dad was always punctual to church...and even now... he is.....carried towards the altar....
he was good to many, a leading voice in the singing at church, today everyone is singing he is not there to lead the songs...
do we have the right to ask God why?....
when mom left... not much i think i lost... was too young to know... but now...i have lived on the love and care of my dad...
a huge crowd followed..... we had enough flowers to trail the hearse.. from home to church and from church to cemetery... for about 20 kms....
at 4... we kissed him good bye..... he was placed to rest on the grave....the grave that my mom and dad now share....
gone..... once for all... never to return.......
God....... i am sorry...... it hurts!!!............
............now orphaned.........
it was about 47 days since i saw my dad, 3 days since I spoke to him..... I asked him what he wanted me to buy for him from Dubai where I am visiting a customer.. its been 40 days since I landed in this desert..
he said nothing..... he just asked me to take care of myself and be careful....
Sept 2... was at work....my dad's face flashed on my mobile... it was him calling... sollunga appa responded on taking.. it was my brother....
Appa is dead...... that was the message my brother left..... what??? what are you saying..... yes he is no more.... an electric shock at home took him to the eternal home.....
i am broken... after mom had passed away in 1994 just after my standard 10 exams, it was my dad who had raised three of us... he had sacrificed all for us... he had my sister married off, got me a house and found a partner for me....he was with my brother... waiting all night to receive him from work after his shifts at night....
today he is no more...to live to die is for chirst.. my dad did it....
thanks to Aspire.. my company for arranging my return, Dinesh and Senthil were at the airport with a cab... i went home...kept bags, changed and rushed to my dad's place.....
now my dad is called a Body..... and was told postmortem is yet to happen...by 11 did they bring dad...for others the body....wrapped completely.... i thought atleast i could wear the watch i got for him from Dubai on his body... but couldn't.... he loved my childern a lot... danny specially.... but now....danny has no thatha to talk to...
placed in the coffin the hearse was set to leave at 2 to reach the church at 3... my dad was always punctual to church...and even now... he is.....carried towards the altar....
he was good to many, a leading voice in the singing at church, today everyone is singing he is not there to lead the songs...
do we have the right to ask God why?....
when mom left... not much i think i lost... was too young to know... but now...i have lived on the love and care of my dad...
a huge crowd followed..... we had enough flowers to trail the hearse.. from home to church and from church to cemetery... for about 20 kms....
at 4... we kissed him good bye..... he was placed to rest on the grave....the grave that my mom and dad now share....
gone..... once for all... never to return.......
God....... i am sorry...... it hurts!!!............
............now orphaned.........
