When I think of Father's Day, I go down the memory lane. Across that lane, I meet a father who used to sing " I Am A Teapot...." at 0200 hrs on his mobile sitting at his workplace.
Why would he do that?
That's coz his cherubic son used to listen to this song while the Forty Winks Fairy slowly embraced him in her arms.
Across that lane, I meet a father ( and a mother) who would recite the names of the plants in the garden to their son, while tending those greens. They felt extremely proud when the baby boy recognized "Portulaca" as " Lucu Lucu Laca".
Across that lane, I meet a father ( and a mother) who experienced the luxury of sitting in "Lamborghini" and "BMW" when their cherub called out to his favourite "Bong-Gaadi" and "Car W" respectively.
Across that lane,I meet a father ( and a mother) who would not care two hoots about the on going movie, when their son suddenly fell ill in the multiplex and puked.
I come face to face with a lot of fond memories as I walk down that memory lane.
I apologize to all the doting Mothers out there for not writing on Mother's day about the love and bonding a mother shares with her child.. But I am making up for it by writing on this Father's Day.
Dear Raghu!! This one's for you!!
A very Happy Father's Day to one of the sweetest Fathers I have known...Dhairya is so lucky to have Yamini and you in his life...
God Bless You All......
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