Once again I'm staring at the framed picture hanging against the wall. There is a sturdy looking man with a lovely smile on his face. And, he is none other than my Buwa (Grandfather).
Its been more than a year that he has gone by leaving us behind, but still can feel him around. His smell still comes from the room. His touch, voice, anger and smile, all are treasured in my memory which can never get blur.
Oh, I miss him like hell and there ain't nothing that could replace him and his memories. I miss to wake up all night long seeing him sleep and pampering him. I wanted to care him more and wanted to learn from him more. he was my inspiration and my mentor. Being born to his family is itself my great achievement from life. If there is something good in me. it's all because of him. Whatever good I do and whatever good I think is the result of his teachings.
Though i may cry sometimes by remembering him, but as i lost him, I got the strength to overcome any pain and loss and learned the great lesson i.e. Life Goes On.
Today, i find myself to be very lucky that i got to grow up under his shade and blessings. His great deeds and teachings are like footprints which i am always going to follow in my life.
Lastly, people go away and all that is left is Remembrance. For me, his memories are very precious as they never let me mislead and inspire me to live my life with the same pride and honor as he lived his entire live.
Its been more than a year that he has gone by leaving us behind, but still can feel him around. His smell still comes from the room. His touch, voice, anger and smile, all are treasured in my memory which can never get blur.
Oh, I miss him like hell and there ain't nothing that could replace him and his memories. I miss to wake up all night long seeing him sleep and pampering him. I wanted to care him more and wanted to learn from him more. he was my inspiration and my mentor. Being born to his family is itself my great achievement from life. If there is something good in me. it's all because of him. Whatever good I do and whatever good I think is the result of his teachings.
Though i may cry sometimes by remembering him, but as i lost him, I got the strength to overcome any pain and loss and learned the great lesson i.e. Life Goes On.
Today, i find myself to be very lucky that i got to grow up under his shade and blessings. His great deeds and teachings are like footprints which i am always going to follow in my life.
Lastly, people go away and all that is left is Remembrance. For me, his memories are very precious as they never let me mislead and inspire me to live my life with the same pride and honor as he lived his entire live.
4 comments:
Touched yar...!!!
Life goes on hai sachhikai....
nice approach darling...loved it ...infact loved the blog :)and the "remembrance" touched my heart :)
thank u so very much my dear... :)
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