03 May 2007

To my father

He was born on the 3rd of May, 1954. And he is not with me anymore, though he is in my heart and in my memory...

I guess all children love their parents, so do I. The problem is that sometimes we just forget to keep saying it to them. This is the only thing I regret, I should have told him more often...

I remember my first photo camera. I got it from my dad when I was 13. It was the same camera which he used to take first pictures of me, it was his camera which he gave me in hope that I would take photos. And I do take photos. I hope that once I will take a great picture looking at which he would be proud of me...

I love you, tata, I love you so much.