Written by affectionate father to his darling son

Written by  affectionate father   to  his darling son

Translated by

P.R.Ramachander

(I saw the original in Tamil in a whatsapp post  . I do not know  who wrote it.)

Oh son  , the old age home where you

Have admitted me is indeed convenient,

When you left  me there   and went way ,

 I remembered  the olden days   ,

When I left you crying behind my back   ,

After  I admitted you in your school,

Hiding my tears   with great  difficulty,

For the sake of your bright future.

I compare my wanderings here and there 

To locate  a great school for you,

To the amount of efforts  that you put 

To choose  a  first class old age home for me.

For your sending money regularly  but not visiting me,

 I am happy, possibly  it is  due to my not  visiting your hostel,

With  a belief   that I would disturb your studies,

You are   after all spending completely  the experience

That you saved in youth slowly and slowly.

But there is a  difference between you and me,

I taught   you what is life ,

And now you are teaching me ,

That this is   what is meant by relationship

When I read this poem, ,my eyes  become a pond of tears,

Any one who has  affection to his parents must share  this