AN OBITUARY TO MY BIG-DAD!
Thou SOUL Shall R.I.P.!!!
My deepest Condolences, conveying through and for consoling myself as I thought many a times to come and see BIG DAD once, and a grief risen recollecting when he last talked to MY MOTHER that he asked about me more than once and made a point to call him, as he wants to talk to me. But I wanted that more, wanted to hear either NARRENNDRAA or NARROOO, as I still remember that syllabalic-sound.
I miss that, I really do.
My relationship with BIG DAD is one of its kind, am allowing myself to spell those.
Whenever I came to MALLAVARAM (my native village) he is the one to greet me...
My deepest Condolences, conveying through and for consoling myself as I thought many a times to come and see BIG DAD once, and a grief risen recollecting when he last talked to MY MOTHER that he asked about me more than once and made a point to call him, as he wants to talk to me. But I wanted that more, wanted to hear either NARRENNDRAA or NARROOO, as I still remember that syllabalic-sound.
I miss that, I really do.
My relationship with BIG DAD is one of its kind, am allowing myself to spell those.
Whenever I came to MALLAVARAM (my native village) he is the one to greet me...