I don't believe
There is ghost in the world
But I have seen my father
after his death
It was Durga Saptami of1980
He died in the afternoon
at my home town Lalgola
I saw him in the evening in Mumbai
He was searching me
before his last breathes
May be....
he had come to see me
Or wanted to say something
That he could not tell
In life time
He was not a ghost
He was my father
My biological father.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fascinating poem, Asit. There are many tales of people seeing their loved ones after they are gone. I am a believer. This life is not the end. Our spirits are eternal, and we will be reunited with our loved ones in the future.