Dear Papa,

I am beginning to find new things about what I can do with my life. It is almost like an adventure. I choose to look at it like that. Everything will get better and I will be better equipped to create myself the way I wish to be. The way you taught us to want to be.

With love and more
Shruti

Dear papa,

I sometimes wonder, did you know that Bhumi and Mehr were coming to see you too. Mehr could not come because she did not have a VISA and Bhumi had to stay back with her. Would you have waited had you known? Would you have waited if I had not come when I did? Would you have waited for me? Were you waiting for me? I miss you papa. Everytime when I want your hand on my head. Everytime the world crushes me or tries to. Everytime there is a joy and bubble, everytime there is knotted yarn to untangle. everytime my hands are too cold, everytime my feet are too cold. Everytime I look at anything that we have talked about. Everytime I see something new that I want to share with you.

I will always love you papa. Always. I hope and wish that you are happy where you are. I promise I will take care of mummy and didya and didi and all that is ours.
Don't miss me too much. but do miss me a little. Everytime I get hiccups I would know that you are thinking of me.

Dear papa,

There is so much in my life that I could have used your advice on. I wish I could talk it over with you. Its not like you would have known what to do but at least you would have been here. Sometimes that is all the strength I have needed. I don't know what will happen tomorrow. I am seeking your blessings. Please help me become a better worker, a better leader, a better follower, a better professional, a better mother, life-partner, a better human.
I hope you are fine. I hope you do look up on me sometimes. I look up to you all the time in my head, in my memories, in my heart. You are always a part of me. You probably have no idea how much I have loved you and still do. May be you do. Help me be strong and do the right thing. I need your love, your faith and your blessings. I need to feel your hand on my head, to smooth away all my worry lines that are etched inside not out.

Love, love and more love
Chuti-muti