Miss you my little Kutty boy!

Oh child! How, I would give anything...

To know that it all worked out fine,

To know that you are safe;

To have what you had...

Strength and grace to accept whatever life has to offer;

A raw acceptance of life’s realities;

Giving life your best; and,

waving happily as you passed by this world;

with a smile on your face.

God bless you my little Kutty boy!

May He rest your soul in peace.

I think of you often and it’s with joy that I do.

I see you waving my sweet angel;

With you, I send... my love to all the angels up there;

I miss you Kutty!

Your Di.


*PS - this post is a continuation from my ealier post 'Kutty boy and his 'amma'

Comments

  1. sayrem15 May 2009 at 19:18

    wat's the symbol 4 a wet smile??

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  2. Amal Bose16 May 2009 at 14:44

    i hope his soul rest in peace..
    havnt read the previous post, but ill do it right away

    In my lineofsight

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  3. Ashwadhy22 May 2009 at 09:30

    Tears and smiles... may God rest his soul in peace.

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  4. kochuthresiamma p .j20 June 2009 at 14:49

    why no upddates?

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  5. DPhatsez25 June 2009 at 06:47

    hey Aswadhy! Koyeee! Evide?

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  6. Ashwadhy30 June 2009 at 12:19

    @KT and @ DP : Evide ondeee.... Pariksheyaryirunu. Am back now.
    Thank so much for the buzz.

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  7. Unknown3 July 2009 at 05:01

    Beautiful.Sigh Sigh. I send a prayer for him too.

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