My dad is dead this morning!

I heard the sound of weeping; my mom is talking something and my sister weeping.

On my bed I can see my face in the mirror; I passed a smile to myself.

I got up from my bed put on my flip-flops and entered the washroom, brushed my teeth.

Got out and made my bed and opened the door of my balcony.

Felt the wind blowing on my face and stepped down.

And saw my sister crying and my mom in serious expression.

And I saw my dad laughing looking at me with his one red eye, and sipping chai.

News papers are all wide open on the table, and my sister sitting with a diary.

Hmmmm…something cooking…

And it’s my dad’s death.

If dad would die, how things would work.

If dad would die, how mom will react.

If dad would die, how life is going to be.

Now that sounds funn…

My sister got a hunch this morning, and all of this is the outcome of that intuition.

And my dad is scared with a smile on his face.

And every one is sitting quiet with a serious note.

And Sunday(our dog) looking at my dad laying down.

And I am sipping my tea and still trying to scrutinize…

How should I react with a smile?

:):):)