Thursday, August 18, 2011


During one of his famous dinner-time lectures, my father looked at me. A a small, sad smile touched the edges of his lips and he said - "you were talking about reality that day, I have seen reality. I know what realism is. My son died in my hands. Nothing in life perturbs me now."

I didn't know what to say to that.


  1. :( There really is nothing to say to that. I can tell this is a very sad story, and no parent should have to experience that particular tragedy. When I was in middle school something similar happened to a boy from my school...he was accidentally shot, ran home, and passed away while his father was holding him. Unless you have lived through it none of us could ever put ourselves in those shoes.

    I don't know how recently or long ago this has occurred, but it doesn't matter...because such a loss never loses its sting. No matter what, I hope you and your family are doing well.


  2. you're right.

    we're actually so cocooned in our own bubble-wrapped lives, that we have no idea how to handle ourselves when someone pinches our skin.
    we boast of being realists, when we don't have the first clue as to how reality can break us.

    hats off to uncle and aunty.

  3. There is nothing to say to that. The only thing you can do it hold his hand.

  4. I am so sorry to hear that. :(

    The Cat Hag

  5. That really is sad. No words could take away such pain. We can only offer our ears to listen as time heals all wounds.

  6. We all are always here to support you.

  7. I can tell this is a very sad story too BUT i don't agree that's the way to measure realism. Of course im not saying you should ignore such experiences, im just saying you should also embrace the good ones and live your life foward.

  8. Thank you everyone! My daddy is a strong man :) I just hope one day I'll be as strong as him.