Dad.....
It wasn't a great day to travel, flight getting delayed by almost 4hrs and then the heavy rain made it worse for the cab to go on brisk pace. Finally the cab came to a halt. The cab service had improved considerably, i could see the Houseboard hanging on the iron gate, asked the cab driver if the payment was done or not. He answered " haan ma'am aapke paytm se hogaya payment " . Shakily i picked my only bag and stepped out, it was only a small bag, i hadn't planned to stay long but as it is the bag seemed heavier than what i had carried to my trip to Europe. The house looked the same, except the paint had been worn out, the rain cluttered my mind so much that i couldn't think of anything. The door bell was still the same, i wondered if it still worked. I took a moment to hold my nerve, i had never imagined him to be weak. He was always my hero, on his broad shoulders i had seen so many fairs, year after year. I always wondered how he was nev