In loving memory........
I'll go as far as to be blunt and explain the reason why my dad is no longer with us.He was born on 17th of April 1950.He was kidnapped by terrorists (LTTE) on 14th of January 1986.I was just 3 yrs old.....I can't even remember his face......While it's sometimes hard to imagine how certain times in my life are going to be with out my dad, its even harder to imagine what my life would have been like with out him altogether. It was my dad that took off my training wheels and held onto my bicycle seat as I flew around our front yard for the first time.There are millions of things on earth I miss about him... like the fact that he always had an answer to any question I could come up with and that comforting daddy smell that he had.


I will never forget the kindest, sweetest man that I have ever had the pleasure to know. The man that raised me and cared for me and kept me safe for three years. I really don't think he ever had any enemies. He was the kind of person who would give you the shirt off of his back if you needed it.

This will be the hardest Father's Day that I will ever spend. They say that you learn to live with the loss, but the pain of that loss never goes away. That pain is a blessing too... something to remind you of the love that you hold for the very special person who was so much a big part of your life.

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