Anxiety after losing a father: sun without shade!

- Spectrometer-Jay Vasavada

- Happy Father's Day A few words to melt the salty of wet tears dripping on the blank pages of an unfulfilled biography into the sweetness of good memories!

Shed my farm

My father's homeless

From wear

And with my left hand

Cooling our stomachs

Made from a broken can of buttermilk

Palo Chadio

The wings have been shown solely to give a sense of proportion.

Oth of that grievance

Persevere Rebzeb panting

In the dhoriya of my father's body

When of his green arms

Shining brightly

The waters of my memories ...

Aikha's ancestors were hanging

Nodhara in my childhood

I bought half

In the fall of my tears

I am half dry

The cracks in my father's body

The fire of my solitude burns in the fire

Sixty of my memories ...

In this poem by Gha Nashyam Savani, there is a need to remember the childhood spent with parents. Why explain Zurapo to Convent Kids? Nostalgic void you know. Something comes to mind, even if you want to go back there, but the thirst for not being able to go back there without wandering in the old memories remains unquenchable and burns in the distance within the longing. Here came the memories of childhood, of parents

There is harassment.

We have recently witnessed a time when we saw green leaves falling from the branches, not dry ones. Unexpectedly saw relatives saying goodbye. Most of the farewells were such that no one was present at the last salute. After such an absence, the whole life is tormented. With few exceptions we've got a little more time to spend with moms. But fathers are always fighting on the outside front. After that, if you have a daughter, you have to go to your father-in-law and if you have a son, you have to stay away from your father for more time. No Dhoni takes paternity leave at the birth of Ziva, and no Kohli at the birth of Wamika. But then the time is spent, not for the children, but for themselves. Then there is the need for the presence of the father when the children grow up. To teach him to fight in the battle of life, to sit on his lap and handle old heritage stories like Ramayana-Mahabharata. To teach them to ride a bicycle or to splash in the water.

At that age, a toy in a bag containing household vegetables is digested like food and mixed with blood. The scenes seen sitting on Dad's shoulder become a movie. Then comes a stage when Dad takes a tour. Introduces the world and mankind. Opening the password of the account of his experience in front of the teenager gives him the initiation of worldliness. Time seems to be slipping away from the world's greatest books after such boring lessons. Those sentences seem to resonate, becoming a flashlight that pierces the darkness in a crisis struggle. Father is the first trainer of life.

But over time, that is likely to change. The 'genes' we wear, not the ones we wear, rebel against the urge to live according to his frame. There are five stages in a relationship with a father: love, valor, revenge, suffering, salutation! Yes, Dad is a conflict point. No, do not, become. One doesn't know how to speak less often and cry again. If he cries, he will never show us. Pampers, but being a man doesn't mean talking about love. Empty, but can't open. Spinning, but can't tell. Dads are sitting in front of a roof, but are lost. Childhood soft caramel milk chocolate is then turned into a hard dry dough of preaching prasadi.

It happens to every father that the understanding that he barely got by falling down should be given to his children immediately. It is difficult to digest the heavy dose of black care given to every son and daughter by the father. Then the listening stops and the listening continues. Forms an invisible courtyard. In which the winner cannot be happy, because the loser is also a part of his life. The father who wants to become a teacher unknowingly becomes a torture, he doesn't even know it! Then many times the young children want the father to be out or not present. Feel free to have some fun!

Wise fathers become the spectator at such a time when the player dies. But misunderstandings keep going into repeat mode in anger. Then a situation arises where there is laughter due to their absence. From the relief of the fan becomes the guard of shock. Love diminishes when Papa becomes a preacher. When it comes to remote control, Manoman becomes a troll at home. Dad forgets that it is a tree. His job is to carry branches for the nests and to collect the green leafy twigs. But when the fruit ripens from the stalk or the wings of the bird fly away, the tree has to be observed in silence. Do not run away from your own stability. So the flying bird will come tired and find rest again. Then the sweet aroma of the fallen fruit will be preserved in it. The basic foundation stones for masonry are called foundation stones. The father is the cornerstone of the family first, after school.

But all this happens with a man living in the age of complaints, explanations, conciliation and quarrels. Can't deal with ash, smoke, dust, glass of pictures and printed frames of death notes. In the old days mankind lived like a hammer. It would have been a chief or a chief who could have endured more wounds and protected himself. Even though more power was coming from it, it was dangerous to walk ahead and catch an unforeseen calamity on its chest. From this it became a family unit, and the protagonist became the father of the one who was constantly worried about his nest. The one who makes the rules or runs away feels like a yam. So the collision must have taken place between the mountain of 'pause' and the wind of 'change'. In the meantime, it will become a cloud and it will rain on Ma Beu!

But one day, when we are small, the fist is clenched and when we grow up, we are confused, the head is hidden, the beating of the chest stops, then only their fears remain. There have been many such incidents this year. Accidents whose fate cannot be measured in statistics. On the third Sunday in June of a Father's Day, Twinkle Khanna wrote an article about her beloved daddy superstar Rajesh Khanna, which read:

'Dad once told me to have four boyfriends instead of one. So I will survive the heartbreak. That suggestion worked for me. Shakespeare's plays were a kingdom of fathers who could discuss, get ice in Scotch, or teach dating tips. But I could never tell him that only one man on earth has the strength to break my heart: my father! .... but in the end there were no objections between us. The list of long complaints written on both sides of the same page was erased by the most murderous eraser. That was the eraser of death! Regret is not a constant cry. But that pain doesn't even stop! '

Dad looks so cute when the complaint subsides and comes to mind again. Then it becomes a worshiped god from a mortal body.

'My Life' is a film in 19. Michael Keaton hero and Nicole Kidman heroine. Especially in today's low-risk time. The only film directed by author Bruce Joel Reuben, who wrote successful films such as Ghost and Jacobs Ladder. A beautiful film that speaks of the acceptance of death with simple honest emotions without being manipulative, without being oversentimental or melodramatic. The two heroes get almost all the news together medically: the wife is pregnant and has an extraordinary terminal incurable cancer that has spread in her body. And this hero is not 'Anand' of Hrishikesh Mukherjee. It is irritating. On the so-called God, on Himself. On the unfinished arms.

Doing PR work is eloquent. He is also very arrogant as he has left the family surname alone. The parents live in a small village. But when she was growing up, she complained that her father was too busy to go to work or that he did not have enough time for himself when he was a child. I liked taking the circus once, but never took it despite my stubbornness. The distance increases. He records video tapes for the future offspring in the presence of the child who is no longer present during the upbringing of the child.

The film manages to entertain as well as inform, with its subtle realistic and serious yet not heavy-handedness. Let’s talk about Fatherhood enough work here. A Chinese mystic tells a patient suffering from cancer and anxiety because of this that it is no longer possible to get rid of this pain. But also the physical. It is said that one can be free from mental pain first. Whose medicine is: Love, Smile, Forgiveness. Love, joy, forgiveness. If he can dissolve the lumps inside by leaving, then the farewell will be early, but it will not feel so tragic.

One day, after the birth of a son at home in bonus time, he realizes that by trying to connect with the loving wife's (husband's) family, well, he is saying goodbye early. Otherwise he was busy. He had time for his own family when he grew up! When he woke up yesterday, his son would complain, 'Daddy, you don't have time to love us!' He apologizes to her for explaining his father's condition. There is a tragic scene in the style of English films of expressing feelings without words. The father who came home with his young son dying in the last days, the boy who used to play with the beard cream with a brush in his childhood, shaves when he is in bed! Right now you can read movie subtitles in Hindi on Netflix with the option. Must c.

The same empty story for Dad was in last year's Disney Pixar's Onward. Like the beautifully remixed version of the chords from the movie 'Kubo and the Two Strings', it's a great imagination at the very beginning of the film. At one time everything in our world was on the imagination. There was 'magic' then. That is why in the ancient stories, in religious literature, miracles, heaven and hell, gods and demons, cheetahs flying on winged horses, etc. come! Gradually science began to unravel mysteries, and the reality became clear that no one would become a star after death. Does not live in the fairy world. There is no special list of his father who died when he was young. Apart from photos and cassettes, such a boy has now grown up. Mother and elder brother gather. Not even happy. I wish Dad had lived a little longer - the pain is gone. He realizes that magic can resurrect Dad for a day.

But in a mess, Dad's torso doesn't fit. That is why the whole day ends in a thrilling adventure because the living dad can't speak or express and the big brother makes mistakes. But the young teenager realizes that Dad is forever alive in his sweet memories. And his brother has taken his place. Everyone else around has taken help from people who love. In this, piece by piece, Dad is all over the place. But not all of them are appreciated because of that griff, grief, habitation!

And there is a third film: Second Best. 18 with William Hurt's wonderful performance. The story of the grievous bruises and the bandages. Slow but also interesting. Father's Day is a must see. The baby is very young. My mother has died. The criminal father loves her very much. Is also a fugitive for serious crimes. The boy gathers the father and walks in the forest. She is in love with the image of a man. But when the father is arrested, he is placed in an orphanage. The separation of a father who likes to witness the death of Mana Karpin has made him a naughty and difficult child at a young age.

A middle-aged man living alone on the opposite side wants to be adopted by a very simple man. The reason? He was soaked in the darkness of his own childhood loneliness, so it is as if he had to settle down in such a harsh loneliness of a father. The film manages to entertain as well as inform. Slow and full. Exactly nothing filmy happens in it. The boy is not ready to accept this new father even though he is more caring and wise instead of his father. He cultivates bonding with the 'stepfather' by going out with him, taking care of him and giving him time. He teaches a lesson of discipline by sometimes being strict as a pet of a wild animal. The real father comes to the death bed from prison to save him. The boy realizes that the real father who is considered his 'hero' has lied and committed a crime. The new father says, 'Your father is your father. You have to respect him. I will never take its place, and I will never make such an effort. I'm not your dad. But for you I am the second best. '

This is a realistic thing without being oversweet. When a father does not live, a father-like father figure is often found. In a guru, in an uncle-mama-like relative-brother friend, father-in-law or neighbor. In a mother's new sweetheart or husband or sometimes in her own child! Second best. The seed of a tree growing from the roots creates a new tree. The love of motherhood and paternity has been going on in the world for ages, as the father loves his child and tries to imitate it. Crying for loss due to unforeseen bereavement has come to the ears of Rama without Dasharatha and Nand without Nand. Joseph walks to the margins somewhere in Jesus and Mary's stories. If Shakuntala does not have a Vishwamitra, then there is no kanwa. Father is Mentor. The father is the one who creates. Dear Moraribapu, in his story, he calls the blossoming flowers Baap. You have a load. There is acceptance in the Father. The same sunshine that is a shadow can give shade to those around it.

But one more reminder or Father's-Mother's Day is not used for the message. The message is, love your parents as long as you are standing in front of them. Corona is blessed to have time to stay home. Given a chance to fix a phone call that has not been picked up. In 'My Life', the wife says to her husband: 'You express your love to the machine in front of the camera. I'm a flesh-and-blood person, I'm hesitant to speak! Yes, let's say it's too late. Love you dad. That is to reduce the grief of the lost relatives with time, to keep the medicine to chew the good memories with them. But to fill a treasure trove of memories with nice things!

Fast forward

How a son grows up

How to immediately get on your feet

After the father left

How a wife gets lonely

His life becomes a puzzle

After the husband leaves

How a daughter grows up

Becomes mother's friend

After the father left

How the picture changes in an instant

How the streak of hands changes!

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