Father

Before going to the zone of unconscious, you called me by my name. 'I'm going, my shoulder is having a shiver'- - - were your last words to me. Father, my father, I still can remember the day, the hour, the min, the sec. It has bordered me, has chained me, to a special word- - - - - -FATHER! I stroll on the lane of memory, I look for you, I remember the bruise on your left cheek, your bravery, your affection. I feel you everywhere. In loneliness, I pat on the butt of your gun to get the touch you left thirty years back! I was a mere child when you left us all. But, till date I Love You as I used to love you in my childhood.