Saturday, February 03, 2007


It was my Dad's birthday yesterday, first time in eons I have actually wished him on a birthday.

Is it because I understood...
that when he shouted at me he meant me good and didnt mean to insult me
that when he dint to come to nurse my wounds it was because he had to earn to pay for my medicines
that when he dint know the class I was studying it was because working in shifts disorients you

Or because I want my son to remember my birthdays?

1 comment:

Deepa said...

No. You just know what it takes to be a dad now.:-)