It’s been 5 years since my father passed away (May 19th, 2008).
And I still haven’t found the guts to mourn his death.
I still pretend sometimes like he’s there back home in India, and that I just haven’t spoken to him in a long time. Maybe we’re not on talking terms or something.
Here’s a picture from one of the few movies he acted in, where he was the “Villain” (I am sure you wouldn’t have guessed otherwise 😉
He never smoked anything of any kind his entire life. So it was funny when he first showed me this photo, where he has a smoking pipe in his mouth. He knew enough to huff-and-puff a few times when the yelled “Action”, but I’m pretty sure he washed his mouth 20 times after the scene was over 🙂