With Dads around, it’s so easy to be home where you belong, to the original you, because the directions are clear and final. The ups and downs of life get neutralized, and the wrong doings remain compartmentalized away from the existence. Life is like boxes with doors loosely closed waiting to get pushed open with a little effort and the destination is always in sight. Lesser are the heroes in life and tougher are the examples set to break, to make one for yourself. The magnitude of the risk appears far less through the smooth fall into the cushion. The storms always pass leaving the tangible silver lining behind. It’s a life worth experiencing until the end, when Dads are around.
It’s that time of the year again and we miss all of that.
It’s your birthday month…
I go back to your post "Letter to Dad" after reading this. That's how PS started, that's what keeps you alive, that's what makes you, defines you.
ReplyDeleteI'll quote Suruchi Sharma here: "It is true that mother gave me my life to live, But the very reason to live, the meaning of which, came from you."
In nostalgia we live, for it gives us more reasons sometimes than future.