Writing this around 6.50am. Well I dont have to mention the number of times you come in to my head. A Saturday today. Remember the time when I didn't have a vehicle? I was stationed closer to my home. After work I took a bus around 10am and visited you. Those Saturdays were so beautiful. A summer time in my life. I wish I could go back Baba. I might be a crappy person but I love you a lot. Please Remember someday. I loved you to my last breath. Then there after I would wait. I will be a good person and wait for you. Punish me whatever the way you like. Im okay to be heartbroken. Im so familiar with heartbroken life. Im living one already.
I miss you Baba.
I miss you Baba.
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