A 'little' incident...

Hi friends….
I know it’s been an aeon since I last posted…

I had to share this ‘little’ incident that happened last week. I got a call on my hostel room’s landline… and lo’ it was a man’s voice at the other end saying, “Hi darling, what have you been upto?” The voice was of a person, who I love the most on earth… who I cannot live without…

However, my mind refused to believe that it was HIM… There was this prolonged uncomfortable silence… We let a few angels pass by! Finally, my heart battled out and proved victorious against my mind. I found myself saying, “Hi daddy dearest! Wassup at your end?” And the fun-loving person that he is… pat came the reply, “I’m in our living room; and yes I’m LIVING!”

That’s my dad. A man who’s just battled for his life after a massive heart attack… Talk to him for as long as you want to, and you’d never find out that only one-fifth of his heart muscles are presently functional. Well, on second thoughts why would he even need the other four parts working? My mom, my sis, my bro, and me; are his four dearer parts. He says; he can do without his heart, but not without us. How sweet!

Love you, Baba.