17/09/2024
My father was born on 17th September, and it was Anant Chaturdashi that day. Today, once again, it's the 17th and Anant Chaturdashi, making this day even more special as I remember him. I reflect on how his love for me was as boundless as the eternal spirit we honor today. Though he is no longer physically with us, his guidance and warmth continue to light my path. Today, as we immerse in the spirit of Anant – the eternal, I feel my father's presence, reminding me that love, like the infinite, never fades, only grows stronger. Love you and miss you a lot, Papa❤️🤗