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I woke up a new person, singing away to glory with a
special spark in my eyes. My Dad watched me, and we
were enjoying our Sunday. My mother was planning for a
family brunch. But this lunch never happened because we
lost my Dad that afternoon. He suffered a major heart
attack at home and within minutes he was gone. While the
rest of my family mourned, I couldn’t react to this situation.
To me, the conversation with my Dad from the previous
evening was still ringing in my ears. I couldn’t believe the
hero of my life was no more.

My Dad did a great favor of mustering courage to have that
conversation with me, which helped wipe away all that hurt
that we carried within us unknowingly. I salute him for that
and continue conversing with him in my mind, and I know
he would be listening to me from somewhere. My Dad, My
Hero.

Uma Maheshvari S Treat the Earth well: it was not given to you by
ALHP, ODCP your parents, it was loaned to you by your
children. We do not inherit the earth from our
ancestors, we borrow it from our Children.

Ancient Indian Proverb.

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