He is the first person I know as my dad’s friend or colleague or whatever my dad calls him in his terms. But whatever it is, The relationship he had with him was very strong. And I was taught to respect him all the time. It was shocking for me when my dad told me that "he is running out of hours in hospital”.On that dreadful day, when I stood near him in the hospital, I felt the pain he had been suffering for so long.The grudge I had in him few away when I saw him suffering in the hospital.
We had a lot of misunderstandings ; there are times I have been screaming at him; but apart from all those things, when my family gathered around his casket to see him lying, I had that small literal pain which reminded me that he was still a part of my family. No matter how big our fight was, We still cared for him!!!
Few things I always feel that he could have done in life.
He Could have done things nothing against his conscience. He could have helped the poor. He could have listened to his own mind and thoughts. He could have been thankful for all the people who helped him. He could have made a change in the Diocese. ( yes, he did!!!! But none can follow). In short, you could have been yourself.
But never mind, days are gone. And I wont blame him at any cause. I'm not sure which thing made him to change; may be his designation as a bishop, may be his family, may be its his true color. Am not gonna dig it anymore cos I know that now he is in an other world.
Dear Asir uncle,
I wish you are in heaven and am sure you are still my dad's best friend!!!! 
