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THOUGHT FOR YOUR SOUL
I have nothing to give you but this
letter. A letter that has defined my
life as a post-man. Son, Let me
unwind before you the lesson that
life imparted to me. Son, I’ve had
rendezvous with failures more than
success in my life but the zeal and
zest to wake up and see the light of
another day never deserted me
and I hope you inculcate the same.
Every moment of life is like a text-
book on its own. You should know
my son, life at times can be like the
waves of oceans with crests and
troughs. Fall you may, but surf your
way to the shore. For, the waves
are only as strong as your
determination. Let it not deter.
Wade your way through the
troubled waters and you shall
behold the serenity the sea of life
has to offer. And whenever
darkness shall descend upon, let it
not intimidate you. Be a beacon
yourself, for the hour is the darkest
just before the dawn. Be the
shining light for the forlorn. And if
ever you feel forsaken, you shall
always your dad by your side. An
old tree might not be fertile
enough to bear fruit but spare it
for the silhouette in the scorch of
summer. My years of refuge are
hasting away and soon I shall lie as
low as the dust. On the pyre, when
I’m consummated let me be
THE DREAM BOX
remembered by the principles I
lived by. My son, let you be known
by who you are and not by where
you belong to. For all the
memories we’ve made, treasure it
as a souvenir from your dad.
Lovingly yours,
Dad”
By the time he read the last word,
his eyes had brimmed up with
tears.
The
sobbing
was
inconsolable. They say, there’s no
better ointment than time. Soon he
found himself on the dais with the
MBBS degree in his hands. He had
everything today, yet his eyes
looked vacant. He missed his Dad.
With misty eyes, he looked
heavenwards and with a lumpy
throat he whispered, “Dad, this is
for you. This is for all the sacrifices
you made to make me not just a
good doctor but a better human
being. I’ll try my best to ingrain the
values and the principles that
define d you.”
He sat down holding the degree in
his hands staring at the horizon,
unfazed by the indistinct chatters
around him. He closed his eyes and
filled his lungs with air of
gratification and let a sigh. After all,
life is a theatre and we all are
characters.
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