Today was father’s day. So i decided to post this old photo of father, form the 70’s. You can see him lying in the boat. One of his friend is playing guitar on the back. I wish i knew where they were going. But i will never know.
It’s been nearly 7 years since father passed away. I guess i don’t miss him anymore. Life goes on. And i got used to of his absence. I am glad he died young. So he will always be young. Elderly life wouldn’t suit him anyway. I just hope he is still enjoying his journey, where ever he is, where ever he is going.