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I love my dad barefooted
by Guest Sat Mar 18, 2017 10:58 am
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I love my dad barefooted
For a long time, I have been inviting my dad to Bahrain, where I work. Dad always cheerfully refused. In the meantime, my mom visited Bahrain three times. It was only last December that I discovered the reason for dad’s reluctance. Ours is a typical rural agricultural family. Dad’s never worn footwear. Neither does he wear trousers. He didn’t want to embarrass me before my friends and others by turning up in a mundu (the traditional south Indian white loincloth) and shirt and hence avoided visiting me.
Today we are leaving for Bahrain. Till dad returns from the Arab’s land, I, too, shall wear only a mundu and shall give up footwear. I am what I am today due to the wages of the blood of my father’s naked feet that trod the stones and thorns along hills, mountains, farmlands, and groves. I do not agree with decking up the parents to satisfy the children’s vanity.
Walking around without slippers is slightly painful. But that pain is joyful when one thinks of the difficulties our parents experienced for our sake. I realised my parents’ pain only when I myself became a father. Let us hand them flowers when they are alive instead of placing flowers on their graves. I completely believe that it is every child’s duty and responsibility to respect and care for one’s parents in their old age.
Thank you, god.
I love my dad barefooted
For a long time, I have been inviting my dad to Bahrain, where I work. Dad always cheerfully refused. In the meantime, my mom visited Bahrain three times. It was only last December that I discovered the reason for dad’s reluctance. Ours is a typical rural agricultural family. Dad’s never worn footwear. Neither does he wear trousers. He didn’t want to embarrass me before my friends and others by turning up in a mundu (the traditional south Indian white loincloth) and shirt and hence avoided visiting me.
Today we are leaving for Bahrain. Till dad returns from the Arab’s land, I, too, shall wear only a mundu and shall give up footwear. I am what I am today due to the wages of the blood of my father’s naked feet that trod the stones and thorns along hills, mountains, farmlands, and groves. I do not agree with decking up the parents to satisfy the children’s vanity.
Walking around without slippers is slightly painful. But that pain is joyful when one thinks of the difficulties our parents experienced for our sake. I realised my parents’ pain only when I myself became a father. Let us hand them flowers when they are alive instead of placing flowers on their graves. I completely believe that it is every child’s duty and responsibility to respect and care for one’s parents in their old age.
Thank you, god.
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Re: I love my dad barefooted
by Seva Lamberdar Sat Mar 18, 2017 12:50 pm
Beautiful. Thanks for posting it.
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