We, as a family always have unconditional love for each other and when we realize that one of them is about to leave us forever, the pain is just beyond explanation. This story of Neha Dwivedi writing to AkkarBakkar will shatter your heart into millions of pieces. After all, it is never easy to live without your loved ones.

“*ding dong*

I heard the doorbell ring, but stayed in my place, waiting for somebody else to open the door.

“What! I can’t believe it! Is it really you?? Oh my god!” I heard my mom say these words while I sat in my bedroom with my books.

Knowing my mother, I knew I would be called in to meet the guest. So before she could call me, I got up and went into the living room to greet the guest. I will never forget the sight that awaited me as I reached the end of the small corridor and turned my face towards the door.

It was you, daddy. My daddy who had never returned from the war because he was martyred. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I rubbed them a few times, but you were still there. I clearly remember how you looked. You had lost at least 10 kgs, and your cheeks had sunk in. You had a few days old stubble on your face as if you never stopped on your long journey back home.”