Our father simply kept uttering irrelevant noise that sounded like nodding for 20 minutes, or 30 minutes, in front of us who were silent….. Yet, we tried hard to search for a glimpse of rational nature in our father.
Unfortunately, we were not able to deceive ourselves any longer, as we looked at our father who gave no response not just to Umi and Rika but also to our younger brothers, who were parted from him when they were babies and my father would have desired to watch growing.
We were no different from the air to our father. He even did not recognize that we visited him. He nodded alone, smiled alone, suffered alone, and groaned alone when seized with cramp. He had gone to such a far world even though he was only physically 50 centimeters away from us on the other side of the Plexiglas.
The fact that our father was seriously ill hit us as a desperate reality as it was our only hope to meet and talk with him some day.
