Every year the beginning of the June was so joyful. I had plans of how to surprise him on Father’s Day and after you left the start of the month is so depressing.
I miss him each passing day but at times the desire to touch him, to be wrapped in his arms, head on his chest, his palm on my head, his voice uttering my name is so strong that no other thing and no other being can fulfill his absence.
As the days are passing by, I am encountering success, with each successful moment. I miss him even more. In crowd, in the moments of merrymaking; my eyes wander to and fro just to have your look around. I stop at places I smell your fragrance at.
Every such day, or a month enlisting such days; is a throbbing reminder of his deficiency in my life.
I knew girl a few months back who was such a lazy, sleepy girly that she used used to sleep all the time. Whenever anyone asked; the answer used to be might be sleeping, she is sleeping, sleeping of course or just about to sleep. But then as her dad passed away everything changed. She lost her dear baba and she was lost in herself. She lost the way she used to sleep, everything changed and all is that she about her baba along the breaths she take. She communicates in the air assuming baba to be with her and listening to her voice and dreadfully even at nights she is unable to sleep. All she does is try to put herself to sleep by calling baba and asking him that Baba
Bohat der ho gai hai, Jia sona chahti hai, Jia ko aak sulaa dein…
Translates: It is too late, Jia wants to sleep coma and put her to sleep.
I miss you a lot baba.
Jia is my pet name..
BY: Fatima Hasan Zaidi
The love of a man is true love, authentic and never ending. A prince of the fairyland baba, nothing on earth is easy without him. His voice whispers in my ears always, I see him being with me when I walk alone, I feel his presence around me. It seems he listens to everything I speak I walk slowly on tarress to come upto his speed. I miss him. His shadow sighs upon me.. A few days back I was afraid to face the darkness but now I fear nothing I find peace in darkness, I find baba there in. The brightest twinkling Star on sky seems as baba shining high above. No one can have the feelings I feel for him, my baba, my star, my everybody.
May Allah bless his soul everywhere everytime as he saved and blessed many babies and lives by his professional skills of being an anesthetists and being a wonderful body and now respecting soul.
# Fatima Hasan Zaidi# ©