Disturbing glimpses

Every time I see someone's bald head shining in the sun, or a little ball like cute nose with its head shining I am reminded of you Babu. Sometimes when I suddenly see my reflection somewhere I think your spirit is with me. But it is just my sagged cheeks and a pasted forehead, that I got from you. True that you have made my breathing in and out a little difficult, but then all your life you raised me like a fighter too, and so it is okay with me, even when it is not. I remember you telling me once that " always remember your favourite fictional characters will be there with you, when you need them." Thank god, they always are. But I am waiting for the big miracle to happen and I have faith that someday it will. Miss you.

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