and the sky cried down for days and days...

this entry is dedicated to my dad and he will never read it..

my daddy, he is not famous, nor is he rich or talented. he is not a scientist or a professor. but he is the best man in my personal world even if he doesn’t know. we never talk about emotional stuff, he never gives me much advice, actually we hardly talk.

it's been two years plus since you left. to those who aren't aware, he had heart attack. granny noticed somethin wrong as he was unable to wake up at his usual time. she called me. i couldn't answer. my job doesn't permit me to bring my phone into the office. she called my brother. she said his door room was locked and she couldn't wake him up. meeko was howlin and she kept scratchin the door. uncle climbed up

and saw what i couldn't imagine myself seein..

i love my dad. sometimes i think he doesn’t know that because we fight pretty often when i was younger.
 
well daddy, i know you will never read this but here is my apology. i want you to know that no matter what i say, i love you. i admire you for your love, your sacrifice towards the family. i want to thank you for showin me how to ride a bicycle. especially trip to parks for see-saw and swing rides. thank you for makin time to fetch me from school, and tuition classes. i'm sorry for saying hurtful words. i want to thank you for takin care of the three of us. i’m sorry for all the dreams you had that will never come true.

when i was 3, you were my hero. when I was 6, you were my hero. when i was 13, you were my hero. when i had financial problems at 18, you were my hero. when i had a car accident at 23, you were my hero.
you’ll always be my hero.