Dad: You are my hero

               He hated mathematics. He didn’t know whether the exactness of the subject or the exhaustiveness made him sweat more, but he hated it. 

               Baba, had given him 10 sums that day, a rare task coming from him. He had to solve it before 9 am. It was a Sunday, and he didn’t want to miss Chandrakanta (A weekly soap). He tried desperately to work on the sums, but stupid problems never made any sense. Of course they looked a piece of cake when Baba solved. Baba must be a genius, he thought for a second. Baba was like the cool dude for him. He had an uncanny ability to guess what he wanted for present. He could ride faster than anybody on bicycle on road. He loved those ride with him. All he had to do was to ring the bells often. Awesome, he had never thought about Baba’s ability before that day. He wondered how his father could know so many things. He could answer every question he asked. His face glowed suddenly. He had found the answer of one question which teacher had asked him the day before. Like whom he wanted to become in future? Yess, He wanted to become like his father. 

                It was 9 am; Baba had come home from market with his favourite fish. He eagerly looked into his notepad, it was blank. He knew he was in trouble. But one thing for sure, that day he realised, it was not anytime soon he became like his father. 

Dedication- For all fathers.