FEW MINUTES

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"Come on let's go", you shouted while I was busy finding my missing socks until mom found it for me. I took my school bag leaving my room and sat on a stool wearing my shoes "we are running late", you said and I nodded. I knew what it meant, I might have to run which I didn't like much, " don't worry we will get the train," you said and took my bag and said goodbye to mom, I too said 'bye' and we left. You would hold my hand so that I won't be left behind because I surely couldn't match your speed with my little feet, even though you were simply walking. Your height was your perk I use to think 'haha' but even now after being a grown up, I couldn't win to you if we raced. Then you looked at your watch realising we were short on time you said "okay come" lifting me in your one arm and carrying my bag in other. Holding you tightly and resting my head on your shoulder I looked at the passing path while you ran as fast as possible. We reached the station and you put me back on my feet, the indicator showed that we have missed the train. You sat on a seat and patted me to sit beside you. I took a seat ''see we again missed the train you should wake a little early", you said and I felt a little bad because of me you too got late for your office. "don't worry next train is after few minutes'' like you read my mind. I wanted to say sorry and thank you but all I replied with a "yes". A cold breeze hit me and made me shiver so I clenched my hands to keep them warm. You adjusted my beanie and brought your hand ahead and I smiled knowingly keeping my hand on it and you would sandwich my hand and rub them keeping them warm. Tears pricked out of my eyes bringing me in the present. Your body has become as pale as the sheets now losing all the charm and glow. I held your hand sandwiching it while rubbing, in hope to bring back the warmth and strength you always gave me in all the time I felt low. I wished, I just wished that if you could have missed this one train named death even for few minutes so that I could have told you how much I love you and I'm thankful to god to have a dad like you who always took me to the right path and sorry for hurting and disappointing you so many times. I love you, dad.

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