The daunting look . Those once was filled with constant fury, has no sparks. Gazing drearily to nowhere. The trembling hands, wrinkled fingers. Those once kept a vigorous strength, smashed things within his grip. Trying hard to get a soft grip on a cup of tea. The parched sealed lips. Those once threw out rude and abusive words, tore delicate heart apart. Speaking slowly, haltingly ,almost whispering to utter a word. The limp feet . Once the sound of the footstep, raised a chilling fear . Carries no sound at all when it takes a gigantic effort to step forward. The weary and powerless figure. Display a deep pity. Those hollow eyes. Pleading for a heartfelt forgiveness for all the hurts. You have been forgiven, Dad. Long long time ago. On the day I decided not to become Another you to the ones I love.