In Loving memory of my father - II

Romeo always argued with his dad for being more inclined towards his eldest sister. Sometimes it irritated him. She was special to him until last few years of his life. Romeo won over her at last, alas an unclaimed victory. Romeo came to know about his dad’s love towards him through his sisters. Dad would call them and told stories about my achievement. Never once he recognized in front of Romeo.

Once dad attended my college day function while returning home his hands were full with the prizes I won in different events. He couldn’t even carry them properly. I saw a satisfying happiness through his eyes. He thought me to ride the bikes. We planned on many occasions for swimming but it dint happen. Not to mention how strict he was when I was at my teenage. He used to beat me in several occasions. Every passed time had a meaning in itself. Time tells and justifies all the stories happened in our life time.

Whenever I would express my views, dreams he would quietly listen and ask me what I have done so far for that and what the use of it. Say for example I would tell him this is the price of a race bike or Harley Davidson which I will own one day he would in return ask me what will I do after owning it? These are few questions he has thrown at me with great thought which provoked me to think better every time. The questions would either shrink your thoughts or it will provoke you in a new way. I choose later. I choose to be unique in my style because of the fear of my dad’s mockery. I would be amazed when he comments/reviews on my success. He would easily compare my ideas with the existing one as that of a top level management professional. On my failures he would ask how the winner came up with flying colors and what was I lacking? With his ordinary government office experience he will smash your way of thinking in seconds. I don’t know whether every dad has the same way of giving lessons to their kids but I will pass it to my next generation. Hoping they might also choose the later on like me.

Time tells us different stories, makes us meet different people. We bump with lot of unexpected things, people, ideas, and places in our life. Some end up happily & some in tragic moments. The reason for every moment passed is secretly told to us by time. Like the wise saying "Nothing is permanent along with success and failures"

Don't know why Romeo likes to fail sometimes, purposely. He wants to taste the success more at the end of failures. But is it worth trying that. I guess he still doesn't figure it yet. Of course he is just a human being after all. He couldn't control everything under his arms. Similar to holding a flower, a balanced strength not to crush or drop it at the same time, the life bends like that when you try to hold it all by yourself. Nature wins at the end establishing its superior power over humans. Romeo is a warrior under the sun fighting for his existence in earth for recognition and pride. He will die gracefully instead of giving up.

Romeo doesn't have clear idea on existence of GOD even after brief reading of Bagavat Gita or the Holy Bible or gists of Quaran or Buddism. Listening & reading to so many great saints, philosophers, and literary works made him think "The Concept" of GOD as a very simple energy surrounding us. He never concluded the idea. Romeo guesses that even from the beginning of human race started there was no possible conclusion ever made.

So what is running us? Why do we exist? These thoughts came up on many instances. But Romeo is not up to the mark. He is just a kid in this wild world. He will learn the law of nature on the way. He wants to take life as it comes. Don't know where he will end up but for the time being let us assume that everything happens for a reason.

In Loving Memory of my Father - I

My father was my secret mentor. He never openly appreciated any of my achievements which forced me to put more effort to impress him all the time. Less, he showed his love towards me more I wanted it.

Flipping back my childhood days, once i nearly ran away from home. My dad found me on the road and took me back and showed all the anger on my mom. That was the day I realized his secret affection towards me.
I used to take his advice on traveling as he was a skilled navigator will get us the shortest path even for the new places. I learnt how to respect & treat friends from the way he handled.

One day I returned from home with scratches and blood clots all over my body. On inquiring I told my dad that I was beaten up by bunch of school bullies. He didn't say anything then. Later he joined me in a local gym, the most important day in my life where I learnt most valuable lessons of life about health and staying fitness.
Again he never approved whatever my biceps size are or weights I lift, the reason which pushed me beyond my limits to make him appreciate. But I came to know it indirectly when he asks whenever I miss exercises.

Whenever I get 1st marks he used take me to movies.That was untold agreement between us. We even acted as college guys when buying tickets for 1st day show. It was different phase after my 10 th results were out.I scored 90% which made my dad happier than my sister who got 92% with state ranks. From that day he was a changed man towards me. I should say I earned the respect I was yearning for a very long time. We had heated arguments, fights etc., on many occasions

Dad fell ill during last few years of his life. He should be expecting me to take a great of care of his only possession, my mom.