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The day when I was made to search for words, 11th April, when vinod’s parents called me after they came to Kerala for vacation, sorry not vacation, what vacation for them without Vinod. I was totally broken yesterday, even i too cried, but wat to do with the fate. Suppress everything. Thats what i have learned from the past incident. But still its truely unbareable.
His dad was alright while he was talking. But the grief was lingering in his heart, I can fell that. But when his mom started talking, she burst out into tears. I was in desperate search for words, but what should I tell to console her. She told that if vinod was there, he would have been there on the airport to receive them, so obviously not only him, but me too. Since he was not there they came to Trivandrum directly. They are not at all willing to come to Mumbai and see us. But they enquired about each and everybody in the room, especially about Anto, as he was aunt’s native boy. Even if Vinod is not there, they do remember about all our matters, like our bond date, our onsite chances etc etc..
It was today, 12th April last year that me and Vinod went to airport to receive his parents. But this year he is not there. Why God is so cruel? Did he love him too much, or didn’t he love us or his parents? But his decision was unfair, called him so early.
Anyways I have planned to see them during my vacation to Kerala, but I don’t know how I can materialize it. Let’s see. But don’t worry Vinod, we all are there for your parents. We love them man, really love them. They are now our dad and mom.