Wishful Thinking
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Every time I hear the sound of a scooter passing by, it evokes beautiful memories. I still run to the door like I used to. I still live with hope. I still can’t believe that you left this world, Dad. Call it wishful thinking, but I still wait for you. I know that you’ll come.
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This post is written for Day 6 of of BaR-A-Thon.
The theme for Day 6 is “Wishful Thinking”
This is so poignant.
It's difficult to let go. Some pain leaves deep, indelible impressions.
Yes, pain sometimes is difficult to let go!
This is so poignant.
It's difficult to let go. Some pain leaves deep, indelible impressions.
That's a poignant one!
For her sake, I hope her wish comes true!
Yeah, just hope her wish comes true!
I can relate to her feelieng …. very painful. I too have a wishful thinking for my dad to return back, Reema !!!
We all wish for it, don't we?
I can relate to her feelieng …. very painful. I too have a wishful thinking for my dad to return back, Reema !!!
Aww, that was so beautiful Reema, much love and hugs!
Thank you Kala 🙂
Damn! Why you make us all so sad, Reema?
Good take btw!
Thank you Sid!
True story,btw.
awww this is so heartbreaking. I used to run to the gate on hearing dad's scooter.
Those memories of childhood, right?
It's true that one can never claim to understand the pain that someone else goes through.
Much love and hugs, dear. Take care 🙂
Thank you Mithila! 🙂
Just realised it's a true story from one of the comments above. Hugs Reema!
Thank you Shailaja 🙂
Perfectly illustrated in such few words.
Thank you!