it's a year br since he died br i never thought br i would become a rat br after he died br though i knew br the other three off springs of his br were all cats br the cats when out of their boxes br have today become foxes br br you could have got your money br when he was alive br why did you let your chance go by br i never expected this....foxy voice br when he was hospitalized for cancer br every other day we were visited by a counselor br she used to tell me..'for your dads age...you need br to keep him mentally strong for this chemotherapy br that's exactly what i did....though seeing him age br from seventy to ninety in two months was torture therapy br br I THANK GOD...my dads mental strength lasted almost till the fag end br till a couple of days before...at midnight br he called me and my sister to say he could not take it anymore br that was the first time i had seen my dad cry......he never cried br not even when my mother died br I THANK GOD...i was not driven to get anything signed off him br it would have been worse than the chemo working on him br the evening before he died the doc to check his stability br called me near him and asked him br MR.LASHMINARAYANAN...do you know who this is..... br br he was already surviving under support br his voice never really came out br only his lips and eyes spoke out br 'MY SON'' it said.and...