I can never forget the story Dad tells with pride, how he saw me in a dream before I arrived.
I can never forget the joy in mom hustles to make the day a perfect one from halwa puri to biryani, just to see me smiling.
I can never forget how funnily brother is convinced to get along for one day and how he patiently waits for the date to change.
I can never forget all the love and blessings I get through the calls and messages from family and friends.
I can never forget the ritual, new attire, a prayer and a cake to celebrate.
I can never forget how special I feel when I’m with my own blood, just us laughing and making some special moments.
I can never forget the last birthday dad celebrated cause he didn’t want me to miss the flight back to my husband.
I can never forget how quick destiny played its cards and Dad had to leave on God’s wish.
There we were in grief, unable to believe as my birthday turned into a funeral for my most beloved.
I can never forget how cynical can people be and how inhumation can be a stage for attention.
I can never forget how weak I felt and how people used words in the rifle.
I can never forget the pain I feel and how hard it’s to grieve.
Cause now I invest my time only with people I love and care.
-st
So much said without saying much… Could imagine n felt what you wanted to tell. #wordpower #beauty
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thank you so much 😊
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