Father Star -देवसुत

posted Mar 8, 2013, 10:46 AM by A Billion Stories
My mother used to tell me that he was a Star. That others always looked up to him. I would become very proud and very happy. My mother did not know that I used to speak to him in the nights. He would listen to me and understand. He never asked me to stop, even though, sometimes, I thought I was speaking no sense. I loved him for what he was. Perhaps mother did too.

It was only much later that I realized that my father was no more.

To pacify me, my mother would say he was a Star. I know why she did it - I would not understand. That explains the emptiness in me. I know what it means to lose one's father early.

That also explains the fullness in me. I am proud of the one who now holds back her tears reading what I just wrote. Yes, thats my mother - and I love them both.

Submitted by: देवसुत
Submitted on: Fri Mar 08 2013 21:47:22 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Original
Language: English
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