With all my emotions at bay and not knowing how to react to these sudden turns of events, it’s been months, and Dad’s been in a coma for a long time, but now he is awake. I don’t even know how to express my feelings in front of him.
As per doctors, Dad had shown signs of recovery for quite a long time, and every day I wish to see him like before, smiling, walking on his legs, and talking to me. I want him to confront me like he used to do in the past.
Finally, my long-lost wish of mine will come true, but then why am I so nervous? Maybe I’m afraid to be happy after so much sadness in the past.
“Are you okay?” I looked up as a comforting arm wrapped around my shoulder.
I nodded my head, acting fine, but inside I was all messed up. My mouth was too dry to form any words, and my heart was
