#dhaniharrisonanon

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

Psst father

Yes, son?

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

((I just want to say thank you, because wow you're amazing and you give me feels. But good happy feels and you're a fantastic writer and I can't even express how wonderful and everything you are in my heart, you're always super fantastic and amazingly nice, thank you so much -hugs-))

//I am so glad you liked that little ficlet! I was inspired to write a bit of something sad, but I’m glad it didn’t upset you, or at least, I hope that it didn’t D: thank you, thank you, thank you for the lovely compliments as well, I really appreciate those *-*

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

☯ He Lives In You ☯

Everyone is like the moon, hiding that dark and dreary side of themselves from the world around them, yet remaining unphased otherwise. Since losing his dad, Dhani had found himself frozen in his life. Prior to the tragic loss, he had been building on grades in school and making friends easily everywhere he went. Now, it seemed as though everything had crumbled all around him and the progress he had made, had been for nothing. Though he loved his mum dearly and would do anything and everything for her, to see that she was happy, he missed his dad something terrible. Nothing, now, was ever going to fill that void. His dad had always been his rock, as he had been one for his dad, also.

Stretching awkwardly, he shifted in his computer chair and stood, switching off his laptop and strolling on out of the room in search of something more productive to get on with. Lately, he noticed how uncaring and lifeless he had been feeling and though he knew exactly why that was, there was no remedy. The only remedy; and he would continue to tell everyone who brought up the subject, to which he would comply unwillingly, was to have his dad back. His dad had been his entire world, or rather, his life revolved around him and everything he was, Dhani hoped to be some day soon. If not for himself or those who were still looking out for him, he would become just like his dad, for his dad. He liked to believe that he was smiling down on him from the clouds above and encouraging him every step of the way. Though it required an awful lot of concentration and complete focus, he would sometimes hear his dads thoughts, as though he was standing right beside him. To others, this was absurd.

It came as no surprise to Dhani that no one would believe a word of it if he decided to confess his beliefs, so he chose to keep them hidden. The only person he trusted enough with such ideas was his mother, but a part of him felt that she was far too emotional and on the edge of a breakdown since her husbands passing, so again, he let it lie. Every visit from his dad was now one of welcomed warmth and happiness that he continued to be there for him. The fact that no one else knew of their encounters made it all the more special and it broke Dhani’s heart every time he had to say goodbye again, though it was only till another day. But, on this particular day, he had not received that familiar presence at all and it was already growing dark outside. It was unlike his dad to stay away for so long and it took Dhani only moments to start believing the worst had happened and that his dad was no longer able to visit.

“You hear my spirit sing to you… You see creation at your feet… You feel my feelings calling you… You know dear one I love you…”

Immediately, the young lads head snapped up at the sound of his dads voice and though there was no usual shape standing before him, he had to smile. If his dad could not offer his appearance as a way of calming his son, his voice would always work wonders. And that had to be one of Dhani’s favourite tracks. And now, more than ever, the lyrics meant the world to him. As he continued to search out where his dad might be, a transparent hand hovered over his left shoulder and he turned, almost as though he was a puppet on a string. The pull of energy that surrounded him was overwhelming as he came face to face with his dad. Though it was always a happy burst of emotions, he broke down crying in a matter of seconds as he noticed how faded his dad had become. It wasn’t like every other time; no, this time it looked as though he could disappear at any moment, which frightened Dhani.

“Dad.. why are you so.. lucid?” he asked, tilting his head to one side after wiping the remaining tears from his eyes and cheeks.

His dad did not answer straight away, however, and moved toward him to offer as much comfort as he possibly could without actually embracing him. There was a familiar glow in his dads eyes and that alone had Dhani smiling again, but it simply wasn’t enough. He wanted to have the best of both worlds, whilst he understood it was not possible.

“I will be leaving soon, Dhani. I can’t visit you.. after this night. You must learn to live without me from now on.. can you do that?” his dad asked, catching his sons surprised gaze.

Further tears poured from Dhani’s eyes at this revelation and he felt a swarm of emotions rushing through him, unable to focus on one alone. Anger, sadness, happiness and goodness knows what else flooded through him, knocking him quite sick. But through it all, he forced his tears to cease and looked up at his dad with understanding. At some point, he knew this time would come, just as his dads passing had come so unexpectedly. He was still struggling to deal with that, nevermind “Can you do that”… he just didn’t know what kind of answer to give him in response to another sudden change. His life had been turned upside down months ago and he had somehow found a bit of comfort in the regular vists his dad made, but now, it had all rolled back over again. He didn’t know if he could handle it a second time around.

“I don’t know, dad. I.. really miss you.. you know? I was just starting to cope.. and now this” he muttered, his gaze dropping to the floor in a poor attempt to hide his sadness. “Will I ever get to see you again.. after this?”

Chancing looking up to see what his dads response might be to that curious question, he found him smiling brightly down at him. His appearance was fading still and was now much more transparent than it had been earlier. Dhani continued to cry in silence, watching as his dad faded from view with every moment that passed, but he felt a strange warmness take over his body, starting from somewhere within. It was almost as though a tiny little fire had been ignited in the center of his stomach, and he smiled right back at his dad, who was now only half there. It was not a frightening sight to see, but a compelling one.

“I’ll visit you again sometime, son. Pay close attention to your dreams.. and I’ll be there.”

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

Dhani is such a sweetie ;)

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

Dhani is being such a sweetheart in this thread, omg *-*

[imannettewalter-lax]

dhani-harrison-anon started following you

*Looks up from her sunglasses and waves*

Hi!

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

✿ In Someplace Else ✿

After ordering the latest and greatest Acer Aspire model, complete with a whole bunch of much needed equipment to get the darn thing running, it became clear to George that he didn't even know how to turn it on. After many years of toying with similar gadgets, he realised he hadn't yet taken the time to learn how to use a laptop, and this was a very nice laptop so ruining it before he'd even begun was not going to happen. But how in the world was he supposed to get it working if he didn't know what went where?

Sighing in utter defeat, he dropped a few wires down on the desk, closing the lid of the laptop in a huff, as well. He lay right back in his chair and contemplated, without so much as taking a second glance at the devious technological accessories in front of him. Dhani would know what to do, but he had plenty of other things to deal with, no doubt. As before, he tore open another box he had yet to venture into and found even more wires, along with a rectangular shaped black box; a wire attached to one end. Soon after debating with himself for a further hour or more, he stood from his chair and stormed into the kitchen, making himself a well deserved cup of coffee and looking highly irritable.

[georgeharrisonbeatle]

Daaaaaad

Sonnnn.. what can I do for ye, lad?