It’s been long since I have been stepped out of my home for a trip or a lunch or a dinner with my family. Clothes are scattered with sixes and sevens fall like nine pins heaped up one top of another. Only thing which I keep doing regularly is that to spray the antipests dust powder so to keep materials safe& secure.
Due to some necessity last week I was required to step outside so needed to be dressed up very quickly and fast. I open the wardrobe and picked up a suite to wear but mysteriously find an envelope.
I was curious about it and wondering what is there inside the envelope. I decided to tear it up slowly and find out a letter which says about love-ology ,a pleasing candid unfolded chemistry affair between my beloved father and mother.
My eyes are in shed tears when I was reading each and every line with mixed emotions as this was sadly the last letter by mother written to her beloved spouse.
My father is pretty old now, 75, suffering due to ill-health, living a lonely life, somewhere lost in his happy canvas memories. He is spending most of his times in writing nobles, poems, stories etc. to divert himself from any sorts of intrusion and trauma.
But when I looked into his eyes ,I believe that somewhere in the corner of his soft heart there is a hidden pain which raises millions of queries more than a thousand shore that has lost in an unknown world.