I could think of it as just a coincidence and dismiss it. Or I could see this as something magical – a reflection of how I’d like to think that Dad is still around and feeling his presence in the smallest coincidence. I choose the latter. So, when I sat there solving crosswords on the in-flight entertainment en-route to Mumbai (for Dad’s anniversary), I saw this and smiled.
I miss you, Dad! There is no solution for your absence, for the void you’ve left behind. For all those times I wasn’t sure if you heard me right – you’re the best Dad I could have had. There is a lot of hurt because of my actions (or due to the lack thereof), But I promise to work on healing that, on being a better person.
Thinking of your smile will always make me smile. So, wherever you might be, rest in peace!