It?s been eight years and eleven months since I last saw him. He was preparing for work then arranging his clothes in front of the mirror, as usual. In just a second, my eyes saw that scenery. It was a mistake I shut my eyes closed and calmly slept again.
I watched numbly as people from different walks of life kept on pouring. Some were relatives, some were neighbors and friends, while some were faces unknown to me. I knew what was happening, but I was in denial. It would be totally insane and impossible.
Days, weeks, months, and years passed, I painstakingly accepted the truth. I would no longer see, touch and feel him. Each day brings more pain and struggles. Every night, memories would come back ? for the times I spent with him and for the times I did not. Then it would bring me to tears, remembering that I never said how much I love him.
He knew that I wanted to be like him though I knew that it would never be. Therefore, I failed. I am now ? nothing. Still, I?m trying.
He also knew that I was his biggest fan. I always admire his works and character. But what he didn?t know, was when he left, I discovered how pure his heart is thus realizing how lucky I was.
He welcomed friends and relatives to stay at our house for no condition at all. He sent relatives to school; he provided food for his battered sister and her kids. He gave without asking, he gave without waiting for anything to take, and he gave though his pocket was empty. Thus, it made clear why these people were grieving when he left. And it made clear why they?re helping us back. Truly, if you do good to others, it will come back to you or on your loved one.
Now that my mind has matured, I already understand and accept that he?s really gone. But his unconditional love and deeds will always remain in my heart.
On February 26, it would be his 72nd birthday. This is dedicated to my Tata. Happy birthday! I love you.
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