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Death is one force of nature I dare not question and time is the essence of life that I have no control….

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A kind human being, a perfectly imperfect father, and a loving grandfather has received a glorious farewell on a journey to the beyond. As angry I was with him for not giving me a chance to say goodbye, (of course I was being selfish!), I believe he’s lived a fulfilling life – be it seeing his children succeed in life, taking his grandchildren on walks of endearing conversations, partnering his wife in the kitchen with his wisecracks, tending to the plants he dearly loves, or keeping his retired life busy with many of his engagements.

Always with a quick retort gracing his lips, a witty mind that draws out a chuckle, and an impeccable sense of humor, his persona was one of a kind. We watched many a show together, rooted for our favorite sports with excitement, and spent countless hours over drinks with gratifying conversations and life’s experiences. He imparted hard work and discipline as a step to success and humility and kindness as virtues. He’s always been a silent giver, unconditionally I may say, and a father, uncle and grandfather to a large brood of family and extended family.

As much as he has left a void in my life, a father more than a father-in-law, he’s given me a never ending slideshow of images – sitting in his favorite rocking chair, the impish smile when he cracks a joke, his habitual walks and chores done to the second, his teasing and eternal complaint of being surrounded by the females in the family. I wonder if he ever realized that this very fact of his life is part of the legacy his sons have been rewarded with…..guess the last laugh’s on him! 🙂

You will be missed everyday of our lives…..and I am so proud and honored to be a part of this family.

Time is one fact of life that moves, at its own pace. Neither does it wait for anyone, nor does it stop for anything. But it definitely leaves memories, and it sure leaves shadows that play a pivotal role as we move forward with our lives. Some memories stay with us in vivid Technicolor and some shadows fade to distant memories. As time passes, some memories make us feel sad yet happy, and bring a smile after years, comforting and warm in its wake.

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It’s exactly twenty five years today, my father gave up his battle to gall bladder cancer. It was sudden, short and painful! For a person who never travelled and being a homebody, dying in the United States was an irony in itself. And as I inch closer to another year and seem to get closer to my parents age in that time, it just sounds so surreal! My whole life flashes in a kaleidoscope of images and those memories hiding in shadows, come to light with my heart missing so many things and feelings of having lost so much.

What really stayed with me as he was breathing his last was his smile mixed with sadness on seeing us. His eyes filled with content, yet with regret that he will not be there to see his daughters make successful lives. And the utter resignation that he’ll not be there anymore as a father to his daughters or a part of their married life or a grandfather. But above all is the immense love he had for his family, shining in his eyes and the satisfaction that his family was in good hands in the future.

My early memories of him and up until his last breath are of a happy, always smiling, hardworking Dad. Born with a silver spoon, he was not spared from the ups and downs of life and circumstances. He can crack some mean jokes and his laughter is one of the most wonderful memories I have. Like a typical Indian Dad of many years ago, business kept him busy with my Mother being the amazing homemaker. Yet, he never missed what was happening in our lives. He was proud of our achievements and every small milestone. He may have not helped us with homework and school projects, but he made sure to talk with us before going to bed. He may have had arguments with my mother, yet he always made sure that it was a part of life. In his own quiet way, he made sure we were raised with morals and ethics, kind and good hearted.

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I still remember his shocked expression when he realized his daughters have reached puberty, and his utter surprise that his babies have matured into young adults. Yet, he never missed bringing chocolates or waking us late in the night to share a candy bar or just chats with us. As I matured with my own family and children, I miss him more now than ever. I miss him when I see my husband spending time with our daughters. I miss him when I hear my daughters talking with my in-laws, and I miss him more and more and it actually scares me as I age every year and as my daughters enter adulthood.

Nothing can replace the feeling of losing a father, and no one can replace the empty space left by a father. I am grateful for every moment of love and support that helped me come this far in life, and that love and support still continues. I am forever grateful for being part of a close-knit family and I sure hope my children will have the same love and support.

I just hope my Daddy knows that we have done well, are doing well and have weathered some strong storms. And I sure hope he knows that he’s missed a lot, yet have left a treasure trove of memories for his family, and I hope that wherever he is, he’s happy and content knowing his family is happy and content.

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