The Unresolved Misery

In 2018, I lost my father to heart attack.

I was fortunate enough to meet him before he passed away. However, I was very unfortunate to lose him right after I left home to pursue my post graduation in Mumbai. I lost him the next day I reached Mumbai. Within a week from his passing away, I returned to college. I was afraid to sustain college alone. I wanted to go back home but I couldn't. I still remember that one night I broke down and requested my family to let me come home.

My mother said one line and it became a challenge. She told me that your father took a lot of pain to send you and experience this new life. Slowly, with each passing day, I started getting used to this life. I did not take much time to accept his death. Slowly, I got used to the vibe. Two years passed by, I graduated and landed up a job. By this time I had begun to love Mumbai. I didn't want to leave the city but I was too impatient to switch jobs.

Well, that's what life has always been for me, I was tested again. I landed up a good job back to Delhi near my home town. For a person who does not like change, life is always difficult. Once again I am getting used to this new life. Back to square one, I feel the void of my father more. Visiting home every weekend is a challenge and not to forget I hate winters. I haven't tackled this worrisome situation, I am just moving on. Lately, moving on has become a way of life.