Someone’s presence is so often taken for granted. The chatter, the tone, the poise, substance all define character of an individual. Over years our conversations build bridges, shapes relationships, fuels ambitions, invokes sentiments, range of emotions. Then, one day, everything falls silent. All that is left behind are, memories, longing, regret and so many things-unsaid. Words reverberate; Knowledge that he imparted. Gripped by pain, sadness. The parting, hard to accept. So many things remained unsaid.
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So many things remained unsaid ….that is a very heavy burden to carry Goutam.
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Very true….The pain, of not having said and the realisation that it will possibly never ever be said, is immense.
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It’s difficult to come to terms that realisation, one of the hardest parts of the grieving process. Take care, Goutam. 🤗
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Thank you so much Dear Chris. 🙏
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Poignant, sad, and beautiful. Very well done, Goutam 💕🙂
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Thank you so much. Am so happy to know that you liked the piece. 🙏
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Goutam, this is heart-wrenching. Take care. The pain will take time to go.
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Hi Punam…thank you so much. Yes, the pain lingers and keeps hitting me with an intensity at frequent intervals. It is so difficult to digest the thought that I will never see him again. 🙏
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This was so heartfelt and powerful, Goutam. Well done! 🙂
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Thank you so much. So happy to know that you liked this piece. 🙏
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This resonates with everyone who has lost a dear one. Beautiful, poignant poem Goutam. Thanks for joining in with this heartfelt poem.
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Hi Sadje…Thank you so much. As usual your photo-prompt is excellent. Glad to know that you think I have been able to do justice to such a wonderful photo-prompt. 🙏
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You’re always welcome my friend. Very moving poem
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Goutam, this is excellent tanka prose. Your tanka reflects back on your thoughts in your prose. These are great reflections on friendship. ❤
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Hi Colleen! Thank you so much. So happy to know that you consider it worthy of praise. 🙏
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Absolutey! I think it was wonderful. ❤
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Too true. Feeling this
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Glad to know that you feel similarly. Thank you so much. 🙏
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Welcome
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I liked this and can relate to this.
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Thank you so much. 🙏
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My pleasure.
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Goutam, this is so poignant – it reminds me of how I felt when my father died several years ago…
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David
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Thank you so much for your feedback. I have been experiencing these feelings ever since my father died last month. Since then I have been trying to grapple with a range of emotions, some of which is flowing into my writing.
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