An ode to my maker

Father...and mother. How many of us below a certain age think abt them? well, we dont. we take them as a 'given' life has to offer.....till we lose them. Things are never the same again.At times when we come in touch with a sense of vacancy in us , a perpetual and incurable melancholy these people leave us with. now u no longer have to try to please them all the time. what good is the happiness when the person who could have been utmost happy to see u happy, is not there. many gadgets introduced after he left, great songs composed, great movies made, a lot has happened on geopolitical front, india has progressed in leaps and bounds. a decade that was. it will be the tenth year. its been ten years we havent used the word 'papa'. initially it would slip out of our mouths anywhere and everywhere. that winter of '97....man! that was bad. Why did it happen? what was the big idea? the guy was like the greatest guy, he could have hung around for a long time. But in this new age also, true love never dies. miss him as much as ever, time cant do nothing abt it. But, hey1 today we appreciate what we have. we have discovered for the Nth time that nothing lasts forever.