This is a dedication

Years have passed, I guess nearly 15 years at least, since I got that birthday call or wish or gift from him. All those years I made up my mind that he was the sickest guy on the planet and yet some how or the other I had no choice but to keep him within my reach
Then soon I started to keep away and made myself grown within a shade that had none of his influence. I grew, I flourished, I gained leverage over my own domain and sphere of influence
He remained unknown but yet he kept within him the power of dominance as his silence misled me into believing that he has had a downfall.
This silence was the response of his well lived and hard earned life to my exuberant my well shaded life. I interpreted his silence wrong wile he calculated all my moves to perfection. He was right, always it was me who erred in finding the essence and true meaning of life. He saw me live THE LIFE and then saw me eek out an Existence. He made react and then me made realise.

Today I am a better man

Today as I write, I say to the world that I am not an engineer, I am not a high paid professional , I am not the smartest and well read person among my family, instead I am his Son and I am proud be a part of his blood.

This is a dedication