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Dear Dad, why not say I am, because now you are lying in a ward of 201 in one of the hospitals. I do not have the courage to see you on the ventilator but Dad, I see you ... I want to come, please let me come!
"Even when I die, this girl does not show my face." It was difficult for me to speak and endure. It was hard for me. Dad, what was my fault? I got married with the boys I liked? What did you get angry about? I chose the boy myself, or did you realize that your daughter is no longer needed by you? I am coming to rely on you every little thing from childhood. I was afraid of darkness. There was fear of sitting behind someone's bike, night's nightmare dreams. I constantly need you to do all these things. Only you were a person whose bike was able to sleep by sitting behind me, making a pillow of your hand on the night, sleeping, listening to your voice in the dark did not sweat. You always said to mom that "this girl will never run without me."
Mom often said, "How will your daughter live without you?" Dad, at that time you would say, "I will marry Mili with the boys who handle all the fears of Mili." Father, trust me. Sameet is the same boy. After you, it is the only male that I can sleep comfortably on a bike, whose hands do not get scared if I go to bed by making a pillow, listening to his voice in the dark, I do not have to sweat or sweat. Dad, I married Sumeet because he is like you! Every girl is looking for father in her husband. I did not prove anything to displease you. Dad, I told you and mom that I like Sume but you people kept looking for an NRI boy for me. I did not want to go to America!
I was supposed to stay in Mumbai with your people. I explained to you many times, but you were not ready to accept Sumit. Dad, do you know? In these days, Sumeet did not tell me that I did not tell you that your father would tell me, 'yes' or 'no', as soon as I say that people of my household are thinking of my marriage in another place that the variable is gone. Nothing. So much patience that I saw in this one other than you, I married Sumeet. I did not have any expectation that people would accept Sumit, then I got married court! Dad, this court did not even get the consent for marriage, he wanted to meet you. I was convinced that I know you as well, that you insult the sume, maybe even blow me. I mean that Sumeet could not come to you. I can not even insult humor as I can not insult you anywhere.
Dad, every parent wants to see his offspring happy. I'm happy. If you have happiness in my happiness, then who is this offended? My marriage will be completed for just five years. In these five years, I am reminded of you every day. When I cry to you people, Sumeet is telling me, "Vibhare Milli, my father should be found, once you see him, everything will become normal." But I was stuck in a pipe that he would go to his father only when Sumit was also People are happy to find a home. I have been waiting for your phone but never received your phone.
On my birthday, when the ring of my mobile ring rises, I would get upset that Sumeet, Dad's phone ... but never got your phone. On my birthday, after giving you my favorite strawberry cake, I broke down on a cake before extinguishing the candle. You know Dad, I did not cut a cake after marriage because I was waiting, sometimes my father would run with a cake. I Sure Father, sometimes you have taken the phone to phone, but your fingers just shook, you did not call! Whenever a cakeshop was coming along you would have remembered me, for a moment you would have slowed down the bike but you could not even take strawberry pastry for me.
When I am sad to you, remembering people, Sumit took me to the car and placed a car in the distance. The window of the car keeps looking at our house from glass. Mom is quietly cooking in the kitchen and you sit on the sofa and keep the channels continuously. In my house, I have been reading my booze daddy.
Some situations are strange that you can not tell a person by telling a person how much I love you that you are so important to me. That does not mean that you do not love. Dad, there are so many spaces in some relations that do not have to say everything. Even though the other person is able to understand everything. The world's most beautiful relationship is that it does not require words, gift items or touch to express. Dad's and daughter's relationship is exactly the same.
Dad, keep it now. You are right and I have not forgotten even to be true and not even now. Perhaps the time between us was wrong, the circumstances were wrong. When I was young you used to tell a fairy tale and finally ate everything and drank it. Dad, I would like to ask you so much by looting the tears that are repeated during this writing, that even among us can not be ruled by eating and drinking these things?
If you walk in the tears of my eyes, you wipe your tears from your gown and wipe tears. Mother said nothing to me in a loud voice, but you also dismissed mom. These five years I have cried without you. Today, when you are writing this paper, you do not take the name of the tears of weeping and there is no one to wobble with the white trunk. You are angry, but there is a tremendous surge in my ocean surge under the rage of anger. Dad, I'm waiting for two drops of the sea.
For the time being, I did something that I liked my mind and if you really see my fault in it, then forgive me. By the time I say you will take a seat, but I will meet you, but father, let me come to you!
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