The Destined Change
It has been
more than four decades now. Can you imagine? Can any of us imagine?
No....
Right? But yes, the contentment within
still recollects and justifies the thoughts as....
The handsome
and pretty faces, their flawless skin, though had gotten some scars on it, yet it
did not lose its charm;
The sturdy
and sultry figures, though had lost its shape, yet it is strong enough to
protect their beloved;
The passion of
becoming successful though had dissolved itself in the midst of time, yet
contented with the life led;
The desire of
a youth to fall in love, though had taken the shape of its own vessel, yet each
one of us could relate to the term ‘happily married/single ever after’;
The matured
feeling of collywobbles in our tummy on being called ‘Maa/Papa’ for the first
time, though had carried with, a lot of responsibilities, yet we excelled in
each of them;
The
chit-chats and the conversation, the letter writing to each other, though had
reduced and forced us to adapt to the world of internet(quite difficult for our
generation), yet the feelings did not shrink, but doubled, just by seeing the
name on the modern social platforms;
This is for my dad's generation. Love you Baba
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