I knew it was coming
\nYet I thought it would never happen
\nSo here I am wishing you would get up
\nPeople say death is the ultimate confirmation that God is superior to us
\nBut death where is thy sting
\nIf wishes were horses, this willing beggar will will you to defy the stillness of death, the formalin that keeps the hot sun at bay, and live again in this world
\nYet, now you are free of the pain, and the treachery that is age, you have transcended the daily grind that is life
\nYou have conquered it all, now you look down with the beginning of a smile at the corner of your mouth and bless God in ways even the best singer alive can only marvel at
\nThe hustle and bustle holds no surprise for you, for even while you yet drew breath in this world, you long ago realised the futility of it all, and lived a life of service
\nNow, I hope your example will be my guiding torch in this darkness that the average man gropes blindingly through
\nPeople are celebrating your life. I guess it is fitting.
\nIt is said that the problem with humility is that one cannot claim to possess it nor can one boast of it. But I not being you, can say of you that you were humble, and double so in spite of your achievements.
\nThe celebration has taken off
\nThe inhibitions are falling off as the spirits evaporate down patched throats
\nTakes you down memory lane dont it
\nAnd one song is asking for the lighter and the ganga
\nNot what the doctor would recommend I am sure
\nBut it’s all in good fun
\nAnd I am sure their spirits say this shot is for you as they rock to the beat
\nAnd the tempo has tempted me to take a few tentative steps
\nAlas, I am only fit for strictly come dancing in my fantasy
\nThe waist refuses to twist
\nSo I stand on the sideline and admire those who can dig it
\nI will go to sleep now
\nIf it’s permitted to those above
\nFeel free to drop by in my dreams
\nWe can discuss both the mundane and the shocking
\nCurrent affairs and past events
\nAnything that catches our fancy
\nAnd when I wake tomorrow
\nI will remember and smile
\nYour body may be destined for the ground but you are long free of the shackles that is flesh
\nI will try not to cry
\nAfterall, the separation is short and ephemereal
\nAnd soon we will be able to jawjaw again
\nYou were brilliant, but now you know all things as permitted by the greatest One
\nSo, I will let you go now, till we meet again. I say I love you, dad.<\/p>\n
(22\/10\/2010)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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