Hades’ Diary

HADES

Yesterday I went to meet my father for the last time. I did not know that that meeting would be the last. I used to sleep every night with only this wish that the next morning I should get to see my father’s face but this time, it was completely different.

I woke up this morning and first went to his room, then after not finding him there, I suddenly remembered that he is no more.

It was dark in his room. I glanced at the study table where I always found him sitting. I found him here yesterday as well. He was sitting there, writing his diary.

No matter how many times I see him, I am surprised to see him every time how my father has changed so much in a few days.

By the time I was eight years old, my father was in very good health. But ever since he came to know the secret of my mother being an OCD patient, it was as if he had forgotten the address of happiness.

He has since gone mad to give my mother all the happiness she deserves. My father also stopped my mother making cry