So I finally called dad after what felt like ages..
It must have been 15 days or so..
I got an alarming msg from my sis, she said dad wasn’t able to talk he didn’t sound well as he is seriously insomniac and hasn’t slept in 4 5 days, he just naps for few minutes at random times and cant sleep
And as always I was supposed to pretend that I didnt know..
So I called. Talk to him about really random stuff he laughed a little..
Then we were talking and suddenly he went quiet for a few seconds and started talking about something totally off the topic..awkward!
Then I asked Daddu what were you saying…yea I call him daddu, abbu, abbu ji, … I can!! he calls me stoner!!
he again went quiet..
I said..daddu a few times..
And realized he was sleeping..
He hasn’t slept in days and when we talked he slept within few minutes…it must have been 3 4 minutes only..
Isn’t it the sweetest thing guys??
Our parents just need us in different ways they mostly dont tell us.
Then I talked to my sis and felt even better..
I am smiling and I am teary eyed..
It was such a sweet moment.
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