It’s been almost 2 years that I have left my home in search of independence and a better future (for a job …in simple terms) but I don’t remember a single time that I spoke to my Dad for more than fifteen minutes on phone or in person since then.
All my calls are mostly answered by my Mom who tells me everything from what is happening in our home to our neighborhood (Now you know why Telecom is growing the way it is!!!). I speak to my brother often for career related issues. My dad talks to me if he picks up the phone sometimes and asks me if I need anything and hands over the phone to Mom. My visits to home are very limited and It’s mostly twice in a year that I get a chance to go there. On home visits my time is taken by friends, shopping, relatives and some rest. Dad is as busy as he is and the only time I get to talk to him properly is when he is there to pick me up and drop me at station.
It has always been like this. Even in my teen years I haven’t spent much time speaking to him. His business keeps him badly busy and there are not many weekends that he has spent at home. A day for him starts at 6 and by 8 he is on his way to work. Salvation from work is mostly at 10 and by 11 he returns to bed. With such a schedule for almost 7 days a week I can’t expect much time from him.
But I do admire his hard working nature and the passion for his work. Working so much at this age is no less achievement. I have seen the respect that he gets from the people he works with. Trust me it takes a life to make so many people love you so much.
He has been there when I needed his guidance and support. Infact he used to drop me at 6 in the morning to my school for my football practices. But as I grew up and my dependence on him reduced we have spent lesser and lesser time together. As I entered college it was only for my pocket money issues that I had a conversation with him. Mom has always been there taking care of all my needs. She knows everything about me, my likes, my dislikes, my friends, my crush and everything I can’t even think of. So some how the bridge got filled up.
I know that even if he has very less time to spare for me he is proud that I am independent today. He is happy that I respect him and follow what he says. Some where he feels strong as he knows there is someone to take care of him and the family.
May be we will be able to spend more time together when he decides to retire(that won't be before 80 i guess) . May be my children will be able to make up for all the time that I have lost by being with him without being interrupted by the outside world commitments.
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