Some dates effect us so much and we cant cover up what is truely inside.Tough three years and still dont know how long to go without Gulshan, our most loved one, who I believe is lost in a battle between Demons and God. Gulshan’s death was literally my worst nightmare. My hopes stopped when he died. When people ask me to describe my son. I tell them about his beauty, the floodgates open and I abruptly cut the conversation short. But I’m very glad I was asked to do so. I love to tell others how wonderful he was… so handsome, so intelligent, so witty, so talented, and so very much in love with God. I beam with joy and pride as I speak of him. Then I fall to pieces as I embrace the sorrow of his absence. Gulshan was my joyful son. He brought me so much joy. Those 29 years of being his father taught me how to love unconditionally. What I truly learned most of all is, live and love everyday like it’s your last. I love my Gulshan ! I miss my son! I believe I will see Gulshan again! Until I do, I will continue to ride out these waves until I am reunited with him once again !!