Recently, I lost my father and let me tell you fortunately unfortunately my Dad and I were not holding a normal parental bond rather we had some great ethereal cosmic connection. He was the man I could trust , the man I could look up to, a friend I can talk about anything and everything, a guide, a backup or if I can say a backbone of any decision that I make. There was a feeling of a canopy of love, strength, protection over me just by his mere existence in my life.

Many would be questioning why did I use a term like 'unfortunately' in my opening statement. Well, it was his absence that made me realize that it would have been better for me to cope with his loss had we not have had a beautiful relationship. Maybe sometimes bruised relations are somewhere good for us!!

His sudden demise made me contemplate deep about the futility of life, people and everything that we do. This made me thinking how wonderful it could have been had we been given an option of 'a trial room for Death'.

When we go to a shopping mall we try hundreds of attire, meticulously observing every nook and corner absolutely making sure...