For as long as I remember, I have been seeing him do the same chores everyday. I can tell by that, that he has proven to be the best example for 'Acceptance of Monotonous Life' and the closest example of simplicity I have witnessed.
When I was a kid I used to see him get up early morning, feed our cow, get ready for school, have early breakfast and leave for the school on his Hero royal cycle. I used to go to school after that and could get free from school before he was home. This gave me chances to play with my friends, the games like Gilli- Danda, Kancha and Cricket of course, which he always disapproved.
Every evening he used to make us (me and my only sister) sit with our hurricane lantern (we did not have electricity in our village in those days) and books. There is a strong culture of evening study in my village which I think is the practice across India. That was the only time we used to study seriously under his guidance. As a kid I always had advantage over my friends in class and I believe he was the reason behind that.
We did not have good schooling in our village and that is why he made me prepare for entrance examinations right from my childhood. I later on got selected in to one of the best schools in my town. He always made me keep my aim high, which I could not keep consistent later on that I will talk about later.
Now I guess you know who I am talking about.
My guide, my friend, my bank balance (on a funny note).My father
A figure that I have always looked up to when I was down, when I fell or when I needed something. It is rightly said that got sent parents because he could not be at many places at a time.
Baua, Pehalwan, Bengali, RD, Bihari and many more were the names he used to call me with. These names remind me of love and concern he has for me. He shared my successes and failures with the same spirit. He has always been a motivation for me. Resurrect and gain new energy after every failure and move ahead with greater determination is what he meant in his every step taken pertaining to me. After every blunder that I committed he used to narrate to me the success stories and great lines by great people. Well I can't recall all those poems that my father used to sing to me but I definitely remember the confidence I used to gain after that. It was the tremendous contribution of my father that made me look for ways when I was stuck.
Whatever I am today I owe it to my father, his support, his sacrifices and his belief in me despite all my mistakes.
In my case he has proven to be the true picture of patience. Despite my repeated failures, he kept on pushing me which made me move in my life so far. This unconditional faith in me shows how his love for me dominated his rationality. He could make me sit at home and do some business (which I am not saying would be a bad idea) but he always believed in the fact that education is a necessity and no one should be deprived of it. He used to say that this time is never going to come back. This sounds so simple but it has deep meaning i life.
I don't have enough words to explain what he means to me. But I can say one thing. I love and respect my father the most in this world because he defies the concept of something for something. A man who kept on giving throughout my existence without asking for anything.
I believe we all share the similar bond with our father.
