You are my hero....
I wanted a topic for a new post. So I told that to a friend and he at once told me 'write about father'. Something I never thought of. But when he said it I felt he pointed out something really important. We spent lot of time talking about love, friendship and everything else. But we spent very little time for our fathers. Even fathers are rarely appreciated because it is always mothers who will get the front seat.
A father. When we were small he was our whole world. The biggest hero. The most strongest man. Even the most intelligent man.
We loved to walk with dad. Holding his hand. We wanted him to come to school with us. Loved to walk with him to his working place. It doesn't matter whether he was a carpenter. We saw how amazing he was to cut those woods and make nice chairs and tables with those. It doesn't matter whether he was a mechanic. He was a great inventor with all that grease stains all over the clothes.
"My father makes chairs"or "My father make vehicles" we said proudly to our friends..
We asked about every little thing from him. We believed every single word he said.
"where do those birds live?" we asked
"They live in jungle" he replied...
again we asked.. "where do those birds live?"
"They live in jungle" he replied..
We asked the same question..again and again.. but every time he replied. And we were so proud of our father's knowledge.
But time didn't let us be kids forever. It made us grow up.And we became adults.
Father wanted to hold our hand when we are crossing the road. He wanted us to be safe. We threw his hand because it is a shame for us to hold father's hand and cross the road.
He came near to our school to pick us and take us home safely. We were angry with him for coming there " I'm not a baby.. I have grown up" we screamed at him.
"who is your father?" a friend asked
"why do you want to know?" we replied.
Life changes.. Time changes..
"Did you eat my son?" Father asked.. "Hmm..." we replied..
he again asked "Did you eat my son?" " I told you once..yes I did.. leave me alone" we replied..
You know this is true.. But still you are not late.. Go ahead..say you love you father.. Hug him tightly and say "I love you and you are my hero". It doesn't matter what your age is.. Because a day is waiting to arrive. On that day when you wake up he will not be with u any longer. Don't wait till that to say You love him..
"I love you Father.. Love you a lot.. and you was my hero.. you are my hero and you will be my hero forever.."
A father. When we were small he was our whole world. The biggest hero. The most strongest man. Even the most intelligent man.
We loved to walk with dad. Holding his hand. We wanted him to come to school with us. Loved to walk with him to his working place. It doesn't matter whether he was a carpenter. We saw how amazing he was to cut those woods and make nice chairs and tables with those. It doesn't matter whether he was a mechanic. He was a great inventor with all that grease stains all over the clothes.
"My father makes chairs"or "My father make vehicles" we said proudly to our friends..
We asked about every little thing from him. We believed every single word he said.
"where do those birds live?" we asked
"They live in jungle" he replied...
again we asked.. "where do those birds live?"
"They live in jungle" he replied..
We asked the same question..again and again.. but every time he replied. And we were so proud of our father's knowledge.
But time didn't let us be kids forever. It made us grow up.And we became adults.
Father wanted to hold our hand when we are crossing the road. He wanted us to be safe. We threw his hand because it is a shame for us to hold father's hand and cross the road.
He came near to our school to pick us and take us home safely. We were angry with him for coming there " I'm not a baby.. I have grown up" we screamed at him.
"who is your father?" a friend asked
"why do you want to know?" we replied.
Life changes.. Time changes..
"Did you eat my son?" Father asked.. "Hmm..." we replied..
he again asked "Did you eat my son?" " I told you once..yes I did.. leave me alone" we replied..
You know this is true.. But still you are not late.. Go ahead..say you love you father.. Hug him tightly and say "I love you and you are my hero". It doesn't matter what your age is.. Because a day is waiting to arrive. On that day when you wake up he will not be with u any longer. Don't wait till that to say You love him..
"I love you Father.. Love you a lot.. and you was my hero.. you are my hero and you will be my hero forever.."
"I love you Father.. Love you a lot.. and you was my hero.. you are my hero and you will be my hero forever.." best part for me after all.Hmmmm I got nothing left to say..Your writing talent is so amazing. Keep going. Thumbs up for this post..
ReplyDeleteIt's Wonderful ... <3 You Always Have This Way Saying Things Which I Find Very Interesting .. Keep Going REd Ridding Hood! Keep Going Till The Ink Is Empty .. Than Refill It Again And Continue :P
ReplyDeleteAsanka Thank you for giving the topic... you made me write about him... :)
ReplyDeleteArjun i simply love the your comment.. :) specially the last part.. refill it again and continue.. :D yeah I'll write till I close my eyes..