Thank you my father
Based on write up in Tamil bt my face book friend Hamsabai Santhana Krishnan
To become a father is an easy job,
But to be a father is a difficult job,
The courage and strength of every human being ,
Is basically rooted in his father , and in fact ,
He is their roll model for all their acts.
The greatest gift given by God to every human being,
Is the father and he is equal to one thousand teachers to them,
And the sacrifice of this guiding post of their lives,
Is something indescribable and immeasurable..
To bring up a little one in to a great being,
The sufferings due to the financial burden,
Of a father causes great pain to him,
Which makes him sport a grin of suffering always.
To lead their children in to the proper path,
There is a great need to be very strict towards them,
Possibly because of this though the love of father,
Is in no way less than the mother, their children do not realize it.
If the plants called children , during their growth,
Receive the sun light from the Sun called father,
And if they also receive the moisture from mother’s love ,
They would all grow extremely well as assets of the world.
He is the greatest guru to all the lads and lasses,
Who teaches them the knowledge of experience ,
And when we see a good citizen,
WE can be sure that he had a great father to boast.
The strength of an elephant lies on its trunk,
And similarly the strength of human beings ,
Lies on their trust and hope, and these feelings,
Have their birth place in their father.
A child tries to stand due to the trust ,
Which it has on its parents and it,
Learns to fall , get up , suffer pain,
And walk again due to the trust it has on its parents.
A mother carries the baby on her hips ,
AS she wants the baby to be with her,
But the father lifts the baby on ,
His shoulders so that , it is taller than him.
Every father to achieve his dream for his children
Suffers lot of sorrow and would have met several insults.
He would have met several people to help them.
He would have taken Loan from many people,
And struggled to return that loan back,
He would have spent several sleepless nights,
He would have carried unbearable burdens for their sake,
Without their children knowing about any of these things.
In their bald heads, cracked feet , Legs where nerves can be seen,
White moustaches , you can read the history of their toil.
How many times to avoid seeing the sorrow of their children,
They would have hidden their pains and sicknesses?
How much extra effort , they would have to put to pull.
The cart of burden family , so that their children go in a car?
They would go to work when children sleep, after giving them,
A soft kiss of love taking care not to wake them up and then after,
Very hard work return home again to see their children sleep,
And most of them would have silently wept, just to hear the talk of their kids.
Even after their children grows up and they themselves ,
Become parents, their father looks at them like a kid,
And says to them words like “Do not be scared of anything ,
Am I not there for you? I am there , there is no need to worry?
F or the children their fathers are
--- Load bearer stones
--- the staff used to push them up
--- The nail which keeps the axils in tact
--- The suns
--- The direction indicators
--- The Gurus
--- their hopes
--- Pure love
--- Just thought
--- stable hopes
--- words that do not wound
--- majestic advices
--- stainless smiles
--- your best friend
--- your best help
Please do not forget to say thanks to these martyrs everyday for making you great by sacrificing themselves in the altar of the joy of life.