Unforgettable Memories

Seasons changed, flowers blossomed but the clock on my wall is still ticking. Every time the clock ticks, past flashes on my eyes. The day, when my single decision collapsed my life, when I lost my daughter, lost my hope to live.

Arshiya, my daughter, my only reason to live in this world. She lost her father when she was 10 years old in Mumbai bomb blast. My mistake of over caring her started right from that moment. After that incident, we left Mumbai and returned to our town. Years passed, she completed her medicine and was offered with a scholarship course in a multi-specialty hospital in Mumbai. But my past memories still did not leave me. By breaking her heart, forcefully I made her join as a doctor in a small town. Not after many days, she joined in the hospital, with the sudden occurrence of an earthquake in the town, the hospital was destroyed, destroying my hope.

I made my future hollow with my past memories leaving my present regretful. With my unforgettable past, I made life with my daughter as a memory. Living every second with the memory of my daughter and guilt of her death.

Time never runs in favor of someone, never ticks to save someone or ruin someone. No matter how thoughtful and careful we are, heartbreaking things happen in a single tick of clock leaving our present as past, as Unforgettable Memories.