Dear Dad,
It’s been years since you left us on that fateful day, May 27, 2019. But not a day passes without me thinking of you, feeling your presence in everything I do. Today, I write this letter to express my gratitude, my regrets, and the promises I am striving to keep—on your behalf.
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I still remember those days in the hospital, during your chemotherapy sessions. You endured so much pain, yet you never let it overshadow your hopes for me and my sister. Your biggest wish was to see us both succeed, to see us settled and happy in our lives. You wanted the best for us, and I regret that I didn’t create more memories with you when I had the chance due to not staying in the town. I wish I had spent more time sitting beside you, listening to your wisdom, and cherishing those moments. But life, in its cruel swiftness, didn’t give me enough time.
After you left, the world completely changed for all three of us. With Babaji’s grace, Kiran (my elder sister) is well settled now. Shlok has grown up—he is a copy of you. An intelligent boy, always a topper in his class. About Mom, yeah, you said to keep her in Vadodara, and we did that. Honestly, no one can replace you. Just bless all three of us.
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There are days when I crave our conversations—the way you would listen to my worries about work, about life, and somehow, with just a few words, make everything feel okay. I miss your advice, your reassurance, your belief in me. You always had faith in my abilities, even when I doubted myself.
I hope you are at peace, watching over us with a smile. And I hope that someday, when I look back, I will know that I have lived a life that would have made you proud.
Still, there’s a little mess in life—one that I am responsible for clearing up. I know it won’t be that easy, but I owe it to myself, to our family, and to you.
With love and endless gratitude,
Your Daughter - Heena Bachani (Honey).
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