Friday, November 14, 2014

The Death

That was an unexpected call. It was from Kunju, my Father's intimate Friend, but we had no contacts with him for some years. Papa got so happy and spent hours on the phone with him.
It is so rare to see even a smile on my Father's face, but that day he laughed many times. In the Morning after two days, when I saw papa, he was staring at the Newspaper and tears were falling. I was shocked when I saw the obituary of Kunju thereat.


Haiku #22 (Life)

  in  the prison of time , a  prince of dreams  ; handcuffed with fate