Papa….
Happy birthday..
Now you became older one more year, some more gray hair’s and now u resembles to old times hero Balraz Sahni..:)
trust me, your getting better and smarter with time.
I still remember those childhood days:
A little me, sitting in front you on your Enfield, your printed shirts n bell-bottoms and that smile….people and friends respects u for ur dedication for work and honesty. Those bike rides on canals, dams, jungles and villages are still in my memories.
The best thing u never preached me but poured the corner of my room with books, magazines and news papers so I got that reading habit inherent in me. That helped me a lot to understand life's little lessons.
I was so much agile and notty so my childhood was full of accidents and injuries….but only once I got u irritated with me when I fell down from 3rd floor and had a serious head injury. You were asking to doctor uncle that why only this boy has so many injuries and stiches, can’t he sit silently?
You never shown your tears when some years back on the hospital’s bed, counting my breaths I was slowly and slowly walking towards the death. When everybody was loosing hope u stood firm and smiling with jiju’s never give-up attitude and motivated me to fight.
My life was never easy, full of surprises and down falls, never allows me to live a simple life as I wished for.
But you never force me or ask to do this or that…….so my life was like free falling!
Today on ur birthday I can say that ur the best, u dint lectured me about status, money or brands but I learned to appreciate little things of life from u,……………(incomplete….)
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