He used to listen music. I also loved music. He used to smile at everyone. I also got used to smiling. He did not interfere in the personal affairs of others unnecessarily. Me too. His mind would melt at someone's downfall. Mine too. He would get furious if he saw a mistake. I too looked at the mistakes of others with hatred. He accepted my shortcomings. So I didn't know my shortcomings. My peace was in him. Even his absence in twelve years, I haven't forgotten these habits and him...

