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Monday, January 25, 2016

Paa

I see u walking carry my ashes
Walking in circles around me
We are already far away
You know everyone is crying
But you can't
You won't right now
You won't ever
You can't 
You are a man
You are not supposed to
Tears will anyway run down your eyes
When you will touch my uniform
When you will watch mother hug my picture
When you remember me squatting towards you
The moment my brother puts his hands on your shoulder
The moment my sister cries on her next rakhi
The time you go through old albums
Being you really is hard
When will you find that time to remorse?
When will you cry for me?
Why does it have to be hardest on you?
All in me was your reflection;
All you taught
All those stories of patriots
All of what you wanted me to be
I will not be back next Diwali
I won't ask mom what you are doing on the next call
I won't have the chance to touch your feet again
I hugged mom a thousand times
I hugged my brothers and sisters
I hugged the girl I loved
But why didn't I hug you?
Why didn't I know that you wouldn't cry for me?
Why didn't I know that your world stops with me?
Why couldn't I know you had dreams of me?
Dreams that would wake you up
Why did you never ask me to stop when I was going?
Why did you never tell me that you were afraid?
Why did you have to be so hard on yourself?
Why can't it be convenient for you to cry for me?
That time when you held my hands to teach me walk
Handled my fingers in yours to teach me write
Running with me in your arms when I broke my leg
Standing and singing out of the washroom;
I was afraid so much.
My first day day in school when I felt the same as you did.
I know you did cry
Exactly as you want to today
Hiding your tears
I hope I can comfort you today
I wish I could hug you
But why do you have to be so strong?
Why are you always the strongest man I know?
Why can I not be as frank to you as I am with Maa?
Why can you not be the one I can boast my actions to?
One second is what it took you to accept me no more
That moment I saw you turn into a rock
One second is what it took you to gather your earth
May be I am no more
May be Maa receives that medal on my behalf
But its you who is the real hero
It always was you who was fighting the war
I wish I was alive
I wish I could be as strong as you
I wish I could raise my son as well as you did yours
I wish I could be as strong as you Dad.

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