Goodnight kiss....
Everyday since that night,

My eyes would keep waiting for the goodnight kiss till they turn red and tired of thinking if he had tried to call out my name ...
I couldn't reach him from a distance unfathomable just that one night...

Since 13 years I haven't slept in time...
Ever since the train accident which left dad numb and cold in a pool of blood... Unable to rise from beneath the giant devil with a hundred wheels of steel... On the tracks, laden with harsh stones and cold iron railings,
where he lay motionless, injured, pain uncognized and streaks of blood over his face...
Never to call and kiss me goodnight again.. my nights were never the same again... Never cajoled and caressed with love.
A split of a second that changed my fortune...

- Echoing Barbet