Yesterday I had a dream. A small girl being cradled by a handsome man. With a flash the scenario changed and now the girl was sitting in a bicycle with the same man full of smiles and they were peddling to some beautiful place. And then I was suddenly awake realizing, that these flashes were of my past with my father. Two months back , I lost my father.
He was unwell since seven months but the pain of his passing was a shock.I was one holding his hand on his last breath. And whenever I closed my eyes, his last moments used to flash like a movie reel.But yesterday my dream was a realization of my happy times spent with him. And this is how I want to remember him.