Me and my father…

shared a language beyond words. Six years ago my father left this world. He was suffering from Parkinson disease since 4-5 years. Some years before his marriage, my father met with a terrible car accident when he was working in Bihar as a railway engineer. He got his senses back 71 hrs after the accident. His head was injured terribly. However, he recovered from that misfortune. It might be that after an age the Parkinson disease was an effect of that accident. Today I can’t converse with my father directly but our silent language is immortal.

© Anindita Bose

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