Dad...

Sense of futility...That is all I can experience now...
From everyone here at IIFT to our friend Ankush and his family...
To your Dad...your anchor...may he Rest in Peace...

Ever found your world crumbling as you tread,
Losing the one , your pillar,strength,your need.

My small hands,snugly wrapped around his finger,
I grew big and tall,but my heart within his,still lingers.

You were everything I could tell without saying,Dad,
Your hard exterior a mere facade,for my pains made you sad.

Mom showered me with so much love,you just saw,smiled,
I knew how much you wanted to say,but well,failed.

And I suddenly find myself,in abyss,without an anchor,
My ships hull wobbling,Dad,I feel like a sinker.

For you were all I leaned upon,again and ever,
With you,a part of me gone,crushed,a tie severed.

I am not sure how to respond,for I am all grown up and all,
I just want to hold your hands again,forget all worries,just be your kid...small.