The Gift is all about love; the intention and capacity to relive and transform suffering into love sublime. It is about the life that you share together, without any "I" or "you", just "we". It is all about the unconditional love that a father has for his daughter, not necessarily a biological father. "Ishaan, I have loved Trisha not for what she looks like, but for what she is. Love has no expression; it is in the little things we do for our loved ones that love is expressed......" Only fervent hope lies ahead, that someday the unsatiated desires of a broken heart, shall rekindle the same in you. Whimpering emotions and failing expressions wanting to reach out to you, Call it my faith or belief strong or my tender love for you, You too will, one day, long for me, as I now long for you.
