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Dear Father
Dear Father one is a busy father, one is a loving one, one makes time for his people, and the other has lost all the world's fun. one cares for his people, he tries to give them maximum time, one has things much more valuable, all his love seems like show and mime. one is the boss, one is the father, one keeps calm, while the other keeps getting farther. there might be one day, when the boss explodes, the pressure and pent up anger, will be shown to his people close. but the father of the children, he will always smile, because all he wants to see, is support, love and his kids to go miles. each of them gives efforts, but both are not the same, because one nourishes the child, the other one's kid is just someway off pain. we want love, we want affection, we want care, and not dejection. mind games and time, one says, "dear daughter, you are mine", it's been so long since we heard that from you, well all you recall now is that we commit crimes. we sit at the edge of our seats, waiting for you to return, because there is still some hope left, but the heart gets wounded and burnt, be the other father, atleast when you get back home, because we want you to talk, and sit with us under a starry dome. we stand tall, tall and proud of who you are, but what's the use of saying this, when i get in return only another scar? i lost you a long time ago, and maybe it's time for you to return, because dear dad, we are tired of these petty fights, this little heart with the above desire burns. ~ Shrija Sampath
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