Here are my memories
The days
- When I used to try to hold his hands, he not allowing me to hold and he instead holding my hands very firmly (that assures his care for me)
- When me & my brother make him to stretch his hands straight on the walls and swing on them.
- When we get down at bus stops late night (after family day-outs) and with sleepiness I say ‘pappa I can’t walk .. carry me… '
Admire his intelligence & diversified knowledge
His love towards books.. he has hell a lot of books of varied topics.. his subject interest is too broad.. I can see him reading history books, scientific magazines, tamil epics and anything you can think of. His book collection dates right from 1980s.. and till now he hasn’t allowed to sell any of those old books - even ‘science technology’ magazines dating 1980s.
Even after his retirement, he has never stopped his search for knowledge.
During our temple visits, he will be the last to come out the temple - reading all the boards there to learn the history of those temples.
I still remember the childhood days when I used to ask
Pappa, what is convex lens?
Pappa, how to write an essay?
Pappa, what is the meaning of ‘compete’?
Pappa, why doesn’t Indian govt print enough money for people? (so silly, huh???!!!!)
Pappa, how did Hitler die?
And he had answers for everything, which comes without referring any book.
Respect
His discipline and dedication in his job.
I can see discipline and dedication in everything he does - right from washing clothes to fitting a fan in house
His positive attitude towards anything. Though he has faced many monetary problems from his childhood, he has never got tired to get out them.
Love
His love on us
His kindness - he never allows to hurt animals, plants and the reason for which he converted to pure veg after 7 years of non-veg in childhood
V, few days back was teasing me ‘why not even 10% of your father’s knowledge is transferred to you?’ :D
Salute to you Pappa!
2 comments:
I am glad to be here after a long time. I relished each and every word you had written about your Dad. Being a dad, I know what the kids think about the Dad. Again, not every Dad gets such a response from the kids. I could imagine how strong, intelligent your Dad must be. My Dad was also just like that. I am proud that your Dad has a daughter who thinks of him like that. Well written. I became very emotional on reading the lines, that you relied on him to lift when you walked with tired legs. My daughter does the same to me.
Hi Balaji, Thanks for your comments. :)
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