I hate you mom.

I was standing there in my balcony. Looking up in the sky. Everything was covered with the darkness of the night. But sky was still looking beautiful. Full of twinkling stars. Its always a good experience for me to vision a great sight. A happy experience always.
But tonight it was different. I was in a loss that can't be filled by anything. More than me it was my five year old daughter I was worried about. She was most affected by this event. We lost what we were in need of.
I was trying to find something in those twinkling stars. No, I couldn't, but there was still a hope which was keeping my eyes open. May be my life is breathing in there, I thought. May be the sentence 'Our dear ones always keep an eye on us and become star after death' is right.
"Dad. What you looking for?" I looked down. My Rockstar was holding my hand. Her eyes were sad. Always smiling girl was quite like never before.
"Hey my little angel, had your dinner?"
"No, I am not hungry. Why didn't you had your dinner?" she said in her cute but sad voice. I took her up in my arms.
"Dad is not feeling to eat baby but you must not forget to dine."
"Missing mom. Do you." her words went tearing my heart. I nodded. Of course I was missing my wife but more than that I was missing the mother of my daughter. I couldn't find anything funny to make my Rockstar smile. Got busy finding the faces.
"Wanna meet mom?" I broke the silence. She looked in my eyes with some hope.
"But mom is not here with us?" she said with the same sad tone.
"But we can see her"
"Really??"
"Look up there in the sky. You see that star" I pointed towards the star which was looking lonely without any other around it.
"Yes...."
"That's your mom. She is smiling. Say hi to mom."
She looked there for a moment. May be she was confirming it. She Got down from my arms and walked some little steps to the corner.
"You won't come na. Okay. If you cant walk back from there to me soon then me too can't see you smiling there. I won't talk to you. I hate you. I hate you mom" I was in sock after listening this from a five year old. Forgot to react. She ran away from the balcony.
That was the day and this is the day after almost twenty years. My little grown up angel was getting married tonight.
The girl who hated stars all her life was standing at the same place looking up in the sky today. I walked to her. She looked at me. She was crying. I wiped her visible tears and she broke in my arms.
"I hate her dad. I hate mom" again the same words I heard between the cries. I felt someone is tearing my heart out again. I wish I could get her mom back once. I wish god allow her mom to walk back once to her daughter.