Father
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Amazing Human Being!I am going along with appa to work de. Oh, what celebration?Sports day de!
Be safe da. Help appa and don’t let him carry heavy things. You too don’t get bruises and come. Tata!
Haha, sure de chellamey!
Sathish and his father Balakrishnan own a pandal shop named ‘ Sri Krishna Suppliers’ at Ramapuram and their selfless work has earned them a lot of patrons in and around his neighborhood. Wedding, Sports day, Funeral, Housewarming -you name any ceremony, his presence would have been there to make the occasions sustainable.
A lot of hard work and pain is involved while doing this amazing job and if nature spells showers, it’s a real disaster to them, Sathish has shared once.
Malar
and Sathish are friends similar to Tom
and Jerry; Malar adores Sathish’s dad for his openness, hospitality and respect
he bestows upon people, be it any age, any time. Surprisingly, Malar got a
chance to travel with Sathish and his father for a funeral late evening. That’s
when Malar witnessed how tents are placed with the help of long rods and light
post balancing the ground lights been hung using the power supply, chairs and
tables been lifted upon one’s shoulder yet people seeing them disrespectfully
and bargaining made her a little anxious.
Anyonecan become a father reproductively but to remain one it needs a lot of love, strength, courage, and emotional intelligence. He is one such father of my very good friend, an Amazing human being – his byproduct! With Love
Amritha Prem
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MOMENTOUS: Unrecognized talents :( Show name )
Host : let's welcome Mr.Ajay ,who was a
famous story writer.
Ajay : just welcome me as T. Ajay, that
gave recognition in my life.
And the interview started, interviewer
asked few questions, and he gave sarcastic replies to that.
Host : one last question ...what's the
reason behind your success?
Ajay : it should be your first question ( in a sarcastic tone)
I have a pair of lungs ,which keeps me
alive by inhaling oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide. Because every cell in my
body needs oxygen. So lungs was the important organ in my body without that I
can't survive.
Ajay : but later I understood I can live
without one lung and one person can live with artificial respiration for six
days without lungs. Later I researched and found the reason behind that ,'
lungs are useless without diaphragm', which does the pushing and pulling on
lungs to make them work. It is only for mammals and without that no mammal can live.
It plays important role in breathing.
And he ended the program and moved out.
But the interviewer was left in confused state ,like came out of a theater
without watching a climax. His answer continuously whispered in her mind, she
can't come out of that and at that night she called Ajay just to ask what he
said.
He casually replied, the reason behind
my success is my father and disconnected the phone.
She admired by his answer, and started
studying his books, in all his books at last page there was a quote ,
MY FATHER ARE MY BACKBONE.
STILL ARE.
HE WILL SUPPORT ME IF I SCORE 0
OR I SCORE 100. ,
Then she started comparing his answer to
these wordings. She tweeted about his books and went to sleep.
A GOOD FATHER IS ONE OF THE MOST
UNSUNG, UNPRAISED, UNNOTICED, AND YET, ONE OF THE MOST VALUABLE ASSETS IN OUR
SOCIETY.
-S.T.ANBUSELVI
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DAD
In
the hot, burning sun, it was Amith who was walking sad, thinking about his past. In the meantime, he met his office colleague,
Rajesh. Rajesh stopped Amith and asked him what the reason behind his drowning
face was.
Amith
started to narrate his story. He started, “Today is Father’s Day. Every single
soul in this world will be happy when they hear their dad’s name expect me.”
Rajesh
enquired, “Why so?”. Amith answered him,
“I was brought up in an orphan home. You know that. But, you don’t know that I
had a DAD who was alive. It might shock you. The Death of my mom shook our
small family and my dad went to foreign to settle there. I was left all alone.
He never came back to see me.”
Rajesh
Asked, “What about your relatives?”. Amith replied, “They too turned me down.
By that I was 12. Broken into pieces by heart, mentally disturbed, it was
Shalini's sister , who ran an orphanage, took me there and gave utmost care.
For others, it may be “HAPPY FATHER’S DAY”. But for me, it’s destroyed forever.
It kills me. I die each and every moment thinking about that.”
Rajesh
said, “Hey Amith. Don’t worry. You are now in such a high position. You earn a
lot. You are married and you even have a son of 8 years. Give whatever you lost
in your life to him. Let your love towards your son be a perfect example for
this world. Shower happiness. He should feel bad and sit destructed, if he
misses you even for a second. Be a proud dad to him.”
And
suddenly Amith’s eyes were tightly closed. Amith’s mind went blank until a
sweet voice murmured “Love You dad! Happy Father’s Day.” It was none other than
Amith’s son who was lifted by his mom. Amith’s eyes were filled with tears of
joy. He said, “Love you too, My son……… This is my best Father's day ever!”
MORAL:
Give
Back Twice what you have lost.
-AKASH P
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Title- FATHER
FATHER!!
Not
just a word,
A
beautiful creation that fills us with emotions.....
He
is indeed most of the child's first role model.
What
if one child lacks this!!
......
"With
tear-filled eyes" she sees her dad coming out of the prison after
years....
Ameera
is blessed with a life where she gets more than what she needs, especially the
love. Her husband and children are the best assets in her life.
When
she is blessed so much what does she still lack?
Is
that money or wealth?
No!!!
Something which even money can't get you...
This
is what she lacks exactly
Her
father not being her protector!!
Now
why was her dad inside prison for these many years?!
A
murder? Nope!!
Much
brutal than a Murder.
Ameera
at that small age was psychological hit so much when she doesn’t even knew what
was happening around her.
Her
mantra,
"My
dad is my protector"
Was
crushed into garbage when that one incident made her mentally sick.
Yes!!
Without realizing that she was a creation of his own blood he had misbehaved
with that small kid. Not just one time!!!
How
brutal was that!!!
But
how could a mom tolerate this?!
She
sacrificed her husband for her only child Ameera. She made a complaint and he
was finally sentenced to imprisonment. Now after such a long years Ameera's dad
is being released from the Prison.
He
feels ashamed to face her daughter.
But....
Now, Each and everyday
"How
best a dad could be to her daughter! " is what the bond that Ameera's
daughter and her husband holds teaches her.
The
tears that rolled from her eyes was not a painful tears for Ameera's father
rather it was for this proud father(Her husband)
Comment:
Dear Fathers, For any daughter her father is a role model, never be her life
destroyer. Create not an intolerable pain.
#Aish#
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Dad's
little Guardian
Dad,
papa, Father different names one person. Being dad does not only mean you got a
son or daughter. It means you got a soul you can love as your own.
Story
about a loving dad-child bonding.
Hey,
get up!!! sleepy head, it is time for walk. John is ready for his morning walk
with his dad Mr. Toms. After walk dad and John will have breakfast together.
Toms
was old man in his early 70s.His only possession was his dear son John.
After
breakfast dad will indulge in his newspaper while John plays with his favourite
ball.
When
John was playing, he sensed some unusual sound from back of the house.
John
ignored the sound and continues playing.
Suddenly
John heard dad sound. John went running and he found a burglar attacking dad.
John
became furious and started barking and went to bite the burglar.
The
burglar went to kill John with a knife and in a flash, dad went in the middle
and saved John. Burglar ran away and dad became injured.
John
called everyone from the neighbourhood and saved dad.
Moral:
A father is ready to sacrifice everything even his life for his child.
BY
AISHWARYA
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MY
INSPIRATION
My
dad's name is Senthil. In his childhood he had almost nothing. No proper
clothes, not sufficient food for everyone and no proper shelter. He used to
walk 4miles daily from home to school and school to home. My dad's siblings and
his parents worked hard to make him study. He used to wear the same shoe for 5
years which made his toes crooked. He couldnt manage to pay his fees on time.
In
class 9 he started giving coaching to kids and started earning money. He some
how passed out SSC. When he was in 12th he applied for the Customs job but he didn’t
got any reply. He was sad. He applied for several jobs but then too he got no reply.
But
he didn’t gave up. He enrolled in B.Com. He was in his 2nd year, then he received
an job offer letter for Customs. He was on the 7th heaven and so was his
family. He left his degree college and started working.
Today
he is married, well settled. He has something, something of his own. He always
supports me. He never said no to me if I asked something, which he felt was
useful or necessary for me. He is my hero, my inspiration. One day I want to
become successful like him. I don’t know if I could really become like him but
I will try my best. This was the story of my father, ‘From nothing to
something'.
Moral:
Every father is a hero to his son/daughter. They wont express their love but
the bond between them is something special.
Written
by Harshvardhan
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“LONG LIVE MY REFUGEE FATHER “
“My father is very special. None of
your fathers can be like him”, said Dr. Ricky to his friends. There was
absolute silence there. Every face watched him expectantly.
Rina was the first to break the
silence, “Every father is unique. He is the seed of his child. His love is
universal and hence equal.”
“Of course, you’re right,” continued
Ricky, “Your fathers had their strong footings. They had their own land,
language, culture, heritage, home, kith and kin and background to rely upon.
They started bringing you up with the solid grounds that all of you take for
granted. But what about my father?”
Ricky's voice broke. He composed
himself to continue, “Our country faced the worst civil war and our family fled the country to an unknown destination.
My father took with him three of us, my mother, younger sister and I and landed
up in a camp where we had to restart our life afresh without any thing to
boast. My father focused on our education, protected us from the physical and mental agonies of the boat
people and taught us our mother tongue and cultural ethos in addition to
moulding our personality as the typical universal citizens. But for his vision
and mission, we would have been sub human refugees leading a life of
starvation, humiliation, uncertainty and suppression sans self esteem. To day
my sister is a professor and I the head of the International Centre for the
Refugees. Let me greet my father, ‘Wish you the Refugee Father’s day’ and quote
his poem:
“Blessed
is the father whose children worship him
In
his praise they sing a wonderful hymn
Let
their love towards their father grow ever
All
their life they enjoy their father's blessings of tower.
Moral:
Our father is our seed. Let’s always be grateful to him.
-R. Arunachalam
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