It is 28 days since Dad left us. The longing, sadness and regrets remain. My baby kicking constantly inside me teaches me about life and living..... as I lose a loved one, there is another one, waiting to brighten our lives... lifting us out of this dark abyss...making us believe in miracles all over again.
Some of the nicest memories of dad have been shared by his friends from his college- both IIT and IIM... I didnt know till now that he was called Pacha back in college, I always thought of him as Partha... His IIT classmates instituted an award in his name- a cash prize of Rs. 50,000 to be given annually through ENVIKAL to a teacher from the govt. school they sponser in Taramani.
Another classmate, sent this pic of dad from his IIT days, probably from an ID card.
Some of the nicest memories of dad have been shared by his friends from his college- both IIT and IIM... I didnt know till now that he was called Pacha back in college, I always thought of him as Partha... His IIT classmates instituted an award in his name- a cash prize of Rs. 50,000 to be given annually through ENVIKAL to a teacher from the govt. school they sponser in Taramani.
Another classmate, sent this pic of dad from his IIT days, probably from an ID card.
For dad, a couple of lines from the very famous Eric Clapton song, Tears in Heaven....
Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure.
And I know there'll be no more...
Tears in heaven
2 comments:
i believe in the cycle of life too. I also believe that there are no tears in heaven and appa's smiling always and working with the angels overtime to ensure we'll be happy always and forever. he's with his loved ones there too and with thatha - probably laughing with his mom at our thathas playing chess together. we're the ones missing the good times - so we'll create good times too, with anan and the baby.
love and tight hugs,
Haru.
i like to think that it's true... there'll be no more tears in heaven
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