Mommy? Daddy?

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)