That dream started like a filmy one. well.. it was about Baba, My father.
I dreamt that he's back and alive. but due to some reason ( amnesia probably) he is with someone else now, a lady other than my Mother. ( a typical ekta kapoor story i know, but let me that's relly irrevalent) But he now knows about us and came to visit us. I saw him coming to our home with the groceries we need.
later I went to another place where he was present. I saw him thinking. he was in pain coz though he wanted to get back to us, he couldn't. he asked me if I wanted to tell him anything. I shook my head to say no and was crying. then someone else asked me what about my plans to study abroad. I said I've cancealled that. Dad asked why and said I shouldn't do that.
that was all.. I woke up crying... the scars may have healed at the surface..but the wound is still there......
miss you baba..miss you....
feeling miserable!!
powered by performancing firefox
powered by performancing firefox
2 comments:
I understand how u must have felt, a dream has a lot of impact which stays... i have had simillar dreams bt of my grandmom who died wishing i was thr bt i wasnt n it pains...it does...but still v have to accept it... hey cheer up frnd... hes still ther, ur guardian angel...
Don't feel bad my friend.
it sometimes happened to me also.
In one of my day dream I saw my mother standing in front of me.I wanted to woke up and touch her but I failed.similarly I felt so bad.but some time when I am in deep frustation I only try to remember her.
so the persons whom we love most always remain around us.
Post a Comment