No date is etched as deeply on my heart as Gulshan’s death date.
I never truly forget the day my son died. It may be the date of no significant to someone, but it was the day that world as I knew and understood it, ceased to exist. None of us imagined to say good-bye so soon, so suddenly, so tragically to the ones whom we love the most.
During the past year, I cried loud but that didn’t help, in fact that made me feel Guilty like I was seeking a release I didn’t deserve because I had spent a year unable to FIX it—to bring Gulshan back. Surely I deserve all of the pain I felt during the past year. The constant pain of separation and grief.
Truth is, during the past year I was struggling with the core guilt of surviving that unfortunate incident that I had never witnessed. What I believe is that A Father should not outlive A Son, even if the Son dies apart from him. Except sometimes it happens and it is terrible not to be able to change places.
Gulshan 's a very special son. How proud I am of how he lived his very short life. He chose to live it with laughter and with love. He chose to share his light to anyone who was open and willing to enjoy the simple things in life with him. He lived life to the fullest and loved so deeply. He achieved a vertical success by his hard-working, dedication and discipline. That is his legacy and I will honor that. I believe this legacy will be carried on by the countless many whose lives are forever changed because of him. Nothing can take that away…not ever. Gulshan was my greatest blessing, my greatest love, my pride. He’s a true definition of an ideal son, in every way.
I thank Gulshan, for all his love, for his support and care, for all the happy memories with me, for being a precious jewel of my crown. Thank him for being so understanding, so forgiving. Thank him for the best 29 years of my life. Thank him for being Gulshan