time is passing by

Dear Aryan ( Kanna) & Avantika ( Budugum Budugum)
I hope one day you grow up search for you Papa and may stumble upon this blog. Hopefully you will be able to understand  the loss and trauma your Papa suffered missing you, your childhood and constantly thinking of you. You are the reason papa was living for.

Some vile people  in order to fulfill their 'perceived' vengeance don't mind destroying children's lives, rob their childhood, poison their mind against their father, sever parental bond such people are  worse from evil, criminals to the core.

Grieving for you

Dear Aryan ( kanna, bujji nanna,bujji kanna )  & Avantika ( baby fellow, my budugum budugum,  my darling baby ) 


“Grief never ends… But it changes. It’s a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith… It is the price of love.”

— Unknown