The best gift a father can give to his kids is love their mother' and he had believed it with all his heart. He himself, a product of a broken home, wanted his son to have a home full of love, laughter and faith. He treasured her, pampered her, showered all his love and care still she dumped him.
Angelic face of her sleeping son and the crestfallen, hunched figure of hubby haunted her conscience but she snubbed it. Opened the door of the luxurious limo, threw a tantalising smile towards her companion and slipped on velvety seat. Closing her eyes she inhaled the perfume. To trade her epicurean indulgences for duty, no way.
Stings of jealousy she bore looking at her friends enjoying the pleasures and luxuries while she, a motherless child squirmed under the stringent rules of her strict disciplinary father, has poisoned her heart. She has not abandoned her family as much as she has taken vengeance from her father. phew for the morals and ideals.
Cradling his son in arms he wondered what crime has he done to deserve this. Despite irresponsible behaviour of his parents he handled himself in a mature way. He discharged his duties properly. Should life not be led by the book of rules? Burying all his frustrations he once again rose to the occasion .
Standing away from the crowd at cremation ground she saw both father-son after twenty years. She came to know about her father’s death from obituary column. She watched her son performing the rituals solemnly and for the first time in life she experienced a bond of belongingness to her father. Redemption of both father and daughter.
FOR BINA'S CHALLANGE ,LOOPING IN THE GIVEN WORDS,IN MAY 2011,LUCKNOW
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