I put down the phone with moist eyes, and a severe ache in
the heart. After a deep breath, book my ticket, and in a few hours, I am on the
plane.
Seeing happy faces around me, makes me question fate, but then
we all have to go through this cycle of life.
Through out the journey, recollect the fond memories, and
solemnly wipe my tears. “I have to be strong for her.” I say firmly.
Reach home to find my dad lying down amongst white flowers.
He looks so peaceful and tranquil as if beginning a new chapter.
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