আমি মন্দ.... আমি ভাল.... My father was a man with all human errors. He was not always correct. There was difficult time when I started to hate my father for certain reasons. I disagreed and argued. and so on.......... I thought I wont cry if I find my father dead...!!!!!!!!!!! Then the day comes............ I was given the news over mobile phone. HE IS DEAD. I was walking on a street. thought ....its normal..... natural....... everyone will die......... I will not cry for HIM !! I don't know what happens. Suddenly I find my chick wet. Tears coming out my eyes. I start trembling. Lost all my power. Sat down on the street. And burst into tears. I don't why I am crying so much. Baba ......... I hate many things of yours. I cannot cry for you. But I am crying. I still am crying........... still crying. I love you Baba. When you were alive, I never said this to you. Now, you are dead. I cant say this to you any more. I love you baba. I love you so much. I miss you so terribly that life gets miserable. Everyday I realise bit by bit .... how wrong I was !!!!