Journal Entry #25
This week, will remain as an episode meek. That I'll repeatedly seek through all my memories this entire life. It ofcourse didn't provide me, oh not me, but us; with a reason to smile but those days served us, an excuse to grab away, our one and only 'Fountain of Pleasure'; my Father. How can these brief seconds be so immensely cruel? For I hadn't even given enough delightful hours to spend with him, to have those moments preserved in my memorable collections. Aither Papa would be distracted by his career-responsibilities or I would be seperated because of my studious-activities.
"Both of us were in the different pages of the same story, hence we were hardly given opportunities to spend time together, to create our own lively happenings."
Newly, both of us were relieved from our self-restrictions caused by our duties, nevertheless the merciless 'seven-days' handed over my Loving-Father into the deadly-hands of Cancer and after brutally torturing him for 6 days, Cancer mudered my 'Earnest-Creator' and very same bitter-days didnt give me even a sec of time to see my Papa alive in the hospital. Seventh-day he returned home being asleep forever and ever.