Monday 28 May 2012

Thank you Dad !


'Know that I indulge you, not because I do not understand the complexities of what you are talking and trying to do, but I do not want to point them out and let your faith carry you over.... the eye of experience that I have gathered from my years of dealing with life can see through a lot, but then it  knows that it takes strength, faith, courage and enthusiasm to even defy what experience can predict ... and your little stories amuse me , its not that I do not know the truth behind all you say, its just that I want to indulge you ..... and support you and to show that however stupid and illogical it may sound ... i want everything you dream and wish it to bloom in reality ....... for I love you my son '

This is what my dad told me once .... this is what has inspired me the most .... and this is what I try now for the kids who look up to me as an uncle or as an older friend/brother .....

In my reflection of facts, I have realized that I am more like my father ... How much ever I may consciously try to emphasize every time that we are two different people, very - very different people, but subconsciously, I am just a reflection of my old man , still I am so different , so individualistic ...

I sit like him, I hold my phone and my knife and even my pen like him, if I am not conscious and I often reflect later and realize, my movements were just like him ...

I aspire to be like him, I love that he is a self-made man .... I am yet to come across someone so honest, so upfront and so hard working ..... I am yet to come across a day in my memory, when I would have heard the word impossible from him ..... and a day which won over his spirit ....

Though my dad is getting old but still he is the strongest for me ... someone I look up to and will look up to forever .....

Crossing a cafe in Paris, I observed a very young man trying to explain something in French to an older lady, must be his mother. The boy seemed full of enthusiasm and the old lady's face bore testimony and the marks of a life well lived, but she was indulging him, encouraging him ..... just a moment in time and space that I happened to witness and I remembered my dad ....



You are loved and adored, more than I can ever express dad !