what next?

Like is back from where it all started. The same old place the same people and the same crunches for fulfilling the basic needs. The same responsibilites and the need to accomplish certain goals... the need to make sacrifices for the want to come clear off, the problems at hand.
Being unable to do what is required and feeling squashed under the burden of present day cares...
Lord where do we go from here...
Need to find a good enough job and carry on. need to muster some courage and feel useful.
there should be a good day after all or so I believe...

My Dad a tribute

Dad was a simple and loving man. He did all that was expected of him, and completed all his responsibilities. He did not own a mansion or a luxury car but he owned a great heart that treasured his only possessions-his four children. He walked the earth for 64 years, he bore the brunt of the wares and tares of life. Many a times he was taken for granted but most of the time he rose to the occasion and kept his place and dignity in the family. Somehow dad did not let the bitterness enter his heart like Mom- Dad could forgive and forget. Dad cried when he saw any one of us hurt, dad took great pride in all our little achievements. Dad thrived in our happiness and success. Dad was just the perfect Dad anyone could ever wish for.
He waited ardently when we would make our visits, he checked on the train timings and was always at the station to receive us. Each time we parted Dad shed a silent tear. My Dad he loved me the most, or so did I feel as each one of us felt.
DAD I will always love you till the end of my days, your confidence in me will give me the strength to carry on. Your selfless love will show me the way to take care of my children and family the way you did.
Now that you are with the Lord, do watch over me and guide me like you always did.
Though I can never hear your voice or see your face again you will continue living in my heart.
I LOVE YOU ALWAYS DADA.