The man,

sneaked into his sons room ,

He was never the kind of person to reach out and touch people ,







but tonight, he did it,



just for them.



His right arm landed on their shoulder , Knowing that a touch or a voice would soothe his babies.




'Hey sons , i am leaving. =) Listen to your mummy alright? and don't be late for school. study hard. =) take care. '



a kiss on their forehead,

He walked out of the room

the sounds of his footsteps distanced .

Door creaked, and he left.






The sons opened their eyes, soaked with tears. THey din make it for a goodbye, nor the one last look on their father.






They were all pretending , all this while , years after years.


He knows , they wasn't in their dreamland . And they know , their dad knew they wasn't.

Your touch , your voice , soothes the skin , but not the soul.

Only a silence break, could smoothe,

those hearts.




They took the first available moment and walked towards the window , to stare down the parking lot.


'Hey, we love you too, daddy . Bon voyage , and take care. '