How Do I wish a father’s day to him who is my father ?
Oh father , you are the head of our household ,
For you are the one who had taken care of it , all your life.
I would like to wish you a happy Father’s day , but
You were short tempered and quarrelsome
You punished me as you were very strict and shouted at me ,
You were very adamant and you were very rough
And you did not seem to have any love for me in you at all.
I know the distance of my connection with my mother,
Is the length of the umbilical chord.
But what about the distance between me and the heart of my father?,
Should it be measured in kilo meters or light years?
Mother’s love is the truth, it is her power of endurance,
And there is no stain or scar or shortcoming in it.
But my father appeared to me only as a machine without love ,
Who is interested only in earning money for us and bragging about it daily.
Is he the one who does not know how to laugh,
Is he the one who does not know how to crack jokes?
Is he the one who stares at me when I spend money?
Is he the one who chides me and beats me at home?
Oh , What nonsense I am telling about my father , on this day , which is his day!
He is rain at home , which ensured me a future cool climate ,
He walked in sun and his sweat was my future health,
His anger and adamancy was my future good life,
His roughness lead me in to a good path of bright future,
His day and night work lead me to this high income.
Hiding his love silently he used to stare at me,
If we were sick, it was he who used to take me to the hospital,
He was the plank that used to bind my arms when there was a fracture,
It was he who would put me in school ,
And it was he who was my yesterday’s light and my today’s path.
Who is there in the world who without getting anything ,
Had spent most of his life towards the welfare of his family?
What is there in the world which is substitute for father’s love?
Knowingly or unknowingly in most houses father becomes a sob.
After working extremely hard all his life till health permits,
And after establishing all his children in good positions,
When he wants to take rest, I should not even disturb him by my loud talk,
I should know his needs and spare no effort to look after him well .
I should not allow the luster in those eyes to ever fade away,
I should not allow his pretty smile ever to vanish from his face ,
I should not ever allow his hope to fade till he moves away,
To the security of God’s hands , oh my father , oh my father
Even if I tell millions of times “ A very happy father’s day “
Would I ever be able to compensate ever , his sacrifices and love,
Even If I hug him now , He would say, I have become old , so do not crush me “with a laugh,
Even When I invite him for a five star dinner, he would say,
“I have been eating only curd rice daily for dinner for the past ten years,
Even If I buy a great present , He would say , “What will I do with this in heaven”
And then I would ask him, “What do you want , pa?”
He would smilingly say, “Your love and care till I breath my last.”
Please tell me , “Would million tonnes of love ever compensate him?”