Father and Son

Finally, it is good to see dad recover from the state of health, known by the medical jargon I would never be able to recall. A big relief indeed. For last couple of days, whenever I had to feed him the stipulated and tasteless diet prescribed for him, I had to literally tell him stories of what is happening around while he is trapped inside this hospital room, made him watch tv, and promise him to whatever he wanted after getting released from the hospital – as if we went through a role reversal and I was acting like a father and he was as impatient and restless as my 8 months old.

Ultimately,  I am happy to be there for him when he needed me.

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