Each time Dad steps through the gate and sees Monkey Kaka, a familiar wave of emotion washes over him. She may be a small monkey, but to him, she’s so much more—a daughter, a friend, a soul deeply connected to his own.
Kaka always senses it before he even calls her name. She looks up, ears twitching, and the moment she sees him—her eyes light up. She runs over, arms wide open, and leaps into his embrace, as if no time has passed at all. But Dad… he always pauses for just a second longer.
He looks at her closely—the tiny hands, the way she clings to him, the sparkle in her eyes. And in that moment, he remembers everything: her first steps, the way she used to sleep on his chest, the silly games they played, and the times she looked at him with complete trust.
It’s more than just a visit. It’s a reunion of hearts, silent but full of meaning. Even after he leaves, Kaka often watches the gate, waiting. And Dad, as he walks away, carries her in his thoughts—always wondering how she’s doing, hoping she’s happy, and silently wishing he could bring her home again.
Because some bonds don’t fade with time or distance. Every look, every hug, every visit—it all means
