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Abbu

Hey! What are you doing in the sacred-hole? So dark, no light at all! Is it that same ‘you’, who used to yell at us for keeping all lights off? You used to roam around all rooms at nights and lit the dim-lights on, The speedy fans, lost their speed, you were anxious for your children’s cough. Mosquitoes were afraid of your footsteps, you made us bound to use those nets, Where are you now dad? How are you resting in that cold-dark compartment? Mosquitoes, kept you alert on living days, how are you dealing now with those insects? Oh dear dad! We had never anticipated losing you so early, so abruptly, and all of a sudden! Looking at the fathers at movies, I just lose myself still now and then, so very often. For feeling your presence every day, I still keep your used perfume still at my drawer, When I open it, the fumes bring you very closer…I close my eyes to feel, I get you nearer. Oh dear dad! How are you living so far, without me, your dear daughter? I, in no way evaluated then your love, your sacrifice for me, or your endeavor. Abbu (Dad)! Abbu……..! I love you, but you are no more to hear… It’s my bad luck that, I took no chance for sharing my feelings towards you when you were; Very little were your dreams, your expectations, and so little desires; Still neither I paid attention nor ever did I care. Now I have all, I don’t have simply you, a shade, and the person, for whom I’m here. Abbu! Abbu……..! I wish if I could get you once again, even for a moment, I’d hug you breathlessly to get all the fumes of your existence to remember forever. Abbu, Abbu……..! Now I eat all foods, study a lot, as you wished, But alas, you are not here, no more for inspiring me or cheer. My success, my award, my sound health were your only concern, you wanted to ensure, Now I have all, but not you to be happy on my win or to share! Abbu, I miss you! I’ve learnt everything, but not living without you, As you’ve never told me what to do when you won’t be here, Now there is nobody to peep through my room or... To keep a hand on my head with passion ever, No one is counting the glasses of water I drank the whole day entire, None is guiding me to walk aside while on the roads alone and stay aware. Abbu, Abbu! Why were you so generous? Never cared for own life, why didn’t you try to keep own health secure? You just served us, the family whole life, kept us protected, sound and happy forever, So majestically engulfed the death, you said lastly ‘goodbye’ challenging the CANCER!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 11/6/2015 9:24:00 AM
I can feel wot it feels like..may Allah give u courage to stand and go long...and wot can be done of that..all by him,for him Alot of love ,emotions and spirituality is all I got from words in here
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Tasmina Hayat Khan
Date: 11/6/2015 11:54:00 AM
Thanks Kamran for going through my words..
Date: 10/30/2015 12:41:00 AM
It's true...
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