Dear Papa,

Did you know about Coke Studio when you were here? I don't know if we spoke about it or if it was big in my consciousness back then to even matter in our conversations. Now a days I listen to it a lot especially the seasons from Pakistan. I think you would have liked them too. Its easy to like music. There is so much in this world that I know because of you. Every little bit ever so often pops up and reminds me of something that you said or something we spoke about. Its a song you liked or a joke that you enjoyed or a phrase you used.

How can I introduce you to my kids? I still choke when I think of things that are about you. Today at work I got some trigger and I could not stop crying. I left work so that I could come home and work without having to necessarily hide my grief.

I was surprised to even feel it as strongly as I felt it.

We continue or be surprised by our emotions. I sometimes wonder how we fool ourselves day to day and what causes things to bubble over now and then.

I love you papa. I hope you are happy where ever you are. I wish we had clicked more pics last time we were together but we did not. I want to hear your voice.

Love
Shruti