My Dear Rishi,
It was fantastic to hear your voice for very very brief three minutes past weekend. I called you back as you requested on Sunday but no one answered the phone.
Rishi, as I write this letter, I reflect back to the day five years back today. We both have come long way since than. Never in million years I ever anticipated this is how a child and father will be separated. Every child has the right to be with his or her parents and receive the love, support from them. In spite of everything I am grateful for life that that you are in this world, happy, growing up with love and care. God bless you son, I love you and will always miss you.
I came across a very beautiful poem today. The poem is by Linda Ellis and it is called the Contract. As I read this poem I understand why I am still here, what is keeping me going, what is sustaining from within when all else has fallen apart. I was there when you took the first breath in this world, when you first opened your eyes in this world and looked right into my eyes love. Hope one day you read this poem and understand the essence of this poem what it means.
It was fantastic to hear your voice for very very brief three minutes past weekend. I called you back as you requested on Sunday but no one answered the phone.
Rishi, as I write this letter, I reflect back to the day five years back today. We both have come long way since than. Never in million years I ever anticipated this is how a child and father will be separated. Every child has the right to be with his or her parents and receive the love, support from them. In spite of everything I am grateful for life that that you are in this world, happy, growing up with love and care. God bless you son, I love you and will always miss you.
I came across a very beautiful poem today. The poem is by Linda Ellis and it is called the Contract. As I read this poem I understand why I am still here, what is keeping me going, what is sustaining from within when all else has fallen apart. I was there when you took the first breath in this world, when you first opened your eyes in this world and looked right into my eyes love. Hope one day you read this poem and understand the essence of this poem what it means.
The Contract
By Linda Ellis.
When you breathed into your lungs
that first independent birth,
you signed an invisible contract
breached only upon death.
You made a subconscious promise
when you entered this earth
to cherish this life
and realize its worth.
This contract never expires,
and it never renews;
it has no small print or jargon
to daze and confuse.
An alliance, a marriage,
not of a husband and a wife--
but a union of yourself
and a brief and precious life.
A simple commitment in a pact,
very uncomplicated
Details of the terms are:
Agreement as Stated:
You've been blessed with existence--
an amazing creation.
Living life to the fullest
is your sole obligation.
Are you fulfilling your contract,
your promise, your vow
by inhabiting moments
of your here and your now?
Or.....
Are you often discouraged,
downcast, disenchanted?
Do you forget to count your blessings
and take life for granted?
When you find yourself there,
remember and think
of the contract you "signed"
in a permanent ink:
You've been blessed with existence--
an amazing creation
Living life to the fullest
is your sole obligation
Rishi, as I re-read this poem few times and as I typed this here again, all I could think of the time you were born and I was holding you love. I love you very much and miss you ....
God bless you son...
With lots of love and kisses,
Daddy