What do I say!!! How can I tell you how am I feeling now!!! It was just yesterdays’ memories….. Never got to know how things went by. Just a drop of tear peeps out to see the present after looking back once. Just a drop of tear when I look back and feel it was yesterday… My yesterdays… Can any technology beat this connection!!!
How can I say how am I feeling when I find a piece of old paper in my dad’s cupboard which had the innocent alphabets written on it, speaking to me and telling me that “ It is you who wrote me for the first time.. It is your dad who preserved me since then.” How can my tears stop rolling out when I see a small little shirt of a size bigger than my palm telling me that “It is you who wore me for the first time.. It is your mom who preserved me since then.”
I stand in my terrace folding my hands.. Wind blows on my face and the breeze is giving me the fragrance of my past.. When I close my eyes feeling the breeze.. droplets of my tears on my folded hand I could feel.. My mind and heart were getting dragged by my past.. Took me to my yesterdays...and am lost...
I stand in my terrace folding my hands.. Wind blows on my face and the breeze is giving me the fragrance of my past.. When I close my eyes feeling the breeze.. droplets of my tears on my folded hand I could feel.. My mind and heart were getting dragged by my past.. Took me to my yesterdays...and am lost...
I still can feel how I used to feel when I was holding your hand to go to buy milk daily early in the morning grandpa. Every step used to be a story. How cannot my eyes force to throw out the tears! When I turn back and see my yesterdays, my grandma preparing medicine and applying on my wounded knees and praying god for my recovery.. How can I forget those tear-filled eyes of love! How can I!!
Grandpa, grandma, so what if you are not here. I can feel you every moment.. I can feel your presence every where.. I am connected to you.. I know wherever you are, you are smiling and blessing me every time.. Every cell of mine is telling that I came from you. Grandpa, it still is following the ethics that you had instilled. It still is speaking the language of love which you had taught.. It still is humble as you wanted it to be.. It is still going in the right path with the right set of people as you always wished.. It still is holding the nature of being humane as yours.. And I promise you that it will remain the same forever.. It is still speaking to me every second grandpa every second.. I know it is you and I can hear you.. I can really feel you.. We are still connected and I know that.. I really love you….
