Every child just dreams of one thing…to be loved by its parents endearingly, to be held close by the dear ones…and just make life beautiful for everyone…and so did I, as a child, dream about growing up as soon as possible, about being loved and cared for like no other. If only I knew that my journey with my father would end all to soon…that he would leave behind an irreplaceable emptiness in our lives…if only he could see where I stand in life now…if only… Papa for me and sis, was a hero in his own right…never the one to be afraid of anything, and even when death came calling, he put up a brave face. He was someone who was simplicity personified, an ever smiling, cheerful person who was really contented with his life…and someone who never worried about anything in the world. Hard to find people like him in today’s world, given that everyone just runs behind money and materialistic comforts forgetting peace of mind. Papa was always known as a righteous man, who never hurt anyone, who di...
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