I am waiting for your footsteps;
I am waiting for you to call my name.
Mom, dad could you please make it sooner?
I have been waiting for a long time. I don’t know where I am going now but I don’t
wish to wait any longer. I can see the eagle soaring up there in the sky. I can
feel the melancholic breeze touch my dead face. There are so many weeping people
here mommy, with mud in their palms. There are many men with black coats too
who look just like you daddy. There are soap bubbles in the air. There is this
sound of the wind-chime coming from far away. But where are you mommy? Where are
you daddy?
Please mommy I want to see you
for the last time. I want to see your beautiful face when I am gone far away. I
want you to hold me for the last time in your warm embrace. I want to rest on
your lap and feel your fingers run through my hair. I want to be your daughter
for one last time before I leave for the eternal uncertainty. Mommy tell daddy
to come see me too. Tell him that I regret all the unfortunate events that led
to this. Tell him that I still remember him as the person who carried me from
home to kindergarten in all the weathers. Tell him that he shouldn’t be sad. Tell
him to let go of things that we can’t control. Tell him to take care of you. Tell
him to come. Please tell him to come. I will be gone mommy; I will be gone
forever. And if you come after that I won’t be able to hear you then. I won’t
know if you ever came back. (…to be continued)
