It was really the worst day of my life. 30th of Oct 2013 my Dad left us
forever to the world of eternity. My
mom and Dad came to visit me on 15th Oct 2013 after one year and on 21st Oct 2013 was his 60th
Birthday. We all celebrated his 60th
Birthday at our home. My brother and his
wife also had come and we all were very happy.
But that happiness stayed only for next 8 days. On the ninth day he had an heart attack and left us at 9.45 in
the morning. Since then my life was not
like before. I could not concentrate on
any work. All the time the feeling was lurking inside that my Dad lost his life at my home. Later I consoled myself thinking that, it
must be the Destiny, might be pre-decided by fate. I was lucky enough to feed him with his
favourite recipes for that last 15 days he spent with me, we were able to celebrate his 60th
Birthday together. His lose cannot be
replaced but his blessings will be always with me.
Life must go on,
so I am again back with my passion, I am back with my Dad’s favourite recipes.
The hardest thing about you being gone
isn't missing you so very much. It's noticing how different life is without
you. I love you, even through the miles...