Tuesday, December 29, 2009

The gift called DAD

Sometimes we do wonder, why or rather how can one love another so much....till college i was terrified of DAD...Mom was my confidante , friend and everything but DAD & i would run and hide sumwhere...and so it was till i completed my engineering..... you know, it seems so stupid but we went to a talk show (Will write about that later) on and i told the same thing on television.

I was all wrong, i got my job (the first to be placed in my college) and came to meet dad in his office. He said its good but you study further. at that juncture family finances were on an all time low, my granddad had passed away and me getting a job would have definitely helped stabilise the financial picture of the family. But even then he asked me to study further.


Then it started, throughout my Masters programme, then through these 5 years, i could see what facets of appa i had missed all along ... and then i i reclaimed what i had lost for 21 yrs in a span of 60 months.... but thats part of the blog.

Cya

Anil