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Sunday, June 16, 2019

My father is my hero

I still remember the days in childhood, when i used to live at my grandmother home,My father always came to meet me and sometimes they bought lakhto(Sweet snack) from market and gave to me,i become very happy to got lakhto from my father and hide little bit it to my dolchi(Plastic box) for the next day,because it was my favorite. Normally i got lakhto from my grandmother usually daily in evening time when my grandfather return from the market,but i got little bit due to it shared to other children.

Once i was in the class in my school Osho gyan Niketan and i saw the glimpse of my father ,he was coming from somewhere and going to somewhere for their work,i think that he will surely meet me today but not met, but i was not unhappy,because someday he will come to meet again.

Once he came to meet at grandmother home and he somehow know that my school fees was not deposited from last six month,then he went to my school and deposited my school fees.

One day my teacher ask what is your father name and by mistake written on the invitation card of Sarswati pooja,(i was not able to tell him that i live at my grandmother house so write my grandfather name, because teacher was very rude).i take it to my home and gave it to my grandfather but he rejected that his name is not written so he will not go.I kept the invitation card safely and one day i gave it to my father because his name was written on the invitation card.

i don`t live more together with my father but learnt a lots of thing from him,specially
"NEVER GIVE UP , WHATEVER THE SITUATION IS..."
                           HaPpY FaThEr`S DaY