there are moments in everyday life when the realization that papa is no longer with me tries to sink a little bit more deep. these are moments when i remember the days, he used to bring fresh jamun for me during summer days. he had those jamuns because a poor sabjiwala did not had money to buy medicine so my father used to give him the medicines in barter for the jamuns. no wonder they tasted so sweet.
i miss you so badly....i wish i could have spent some more time with you.....