Remembrance

I miss you a lot. And I love you no matter what! 

ഞങ്ങളെ വിട്ടു പിരിഞ്ഞിട്ട് ഇന്നേക്ക് ഒരു വർഷം... heart emoticon എത്രയും പ്രിയപ്പെട്ട അച്ഛച്ചാ, ഞങ്ങൾക്ക് ഓർമ്മ വെക്കാൻ നല്ല ഒരു കുട്ടിക്കാലം തന്നതിന് ഒരായിരം നന്ദി.
'It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that it purloined."-
The God of Small Things



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