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Papa, reminds me of my hero. When I was a kid, I admired him as he was a brilliant player. He played TT, badminton, cricket, golf and carom. He was a champ in everything. He is not like usual dads who would go to PTAs and listen to the teacher complain about their kids. He would simply not go and say what do they know about my kids. Ha ha

Mom would make us sit and study. When we got bored, we dialed 490, Copper Club and ask for Papa. They knew it was for him. Didi and I took turns in telling him how bored we were and he should quickly get back home. 15 mins and papa would be home telling mom star movies is showing a brilliant Jackie Chan movie. Freedom.

Train rides and road journeys are simply incomplete without him. I can never forget a 2 day train journey from Tata to Delhi by Tata Amritsar. Fun and more fun. He would buy everything junk that was sold in the train and on stations and would let us try it.

He has made us whatever we are today. Very warm, has the sweetest heart and is so caring. He loves to bring flowers home and would cook Chinese food. It is the best Chinese food (after Franks Jamshedpur.)

He can brighten up any grim situation by his funny jokes and cute pranks. He would fight with my mom as she supports Sourav Ganguly whereas he is a fan of Sachin. He would try to beat my mom’s scores in tetris and bejeweled yet never be able to do so.

His love for nature and animal came on to all three of us. We love roaming in the forests and doing nothing. An artist, a painter , my dad is a genius who is still saved from all the shittyness of the world.

Simple living High thinking, thats my dad and needless to say that I love him very very much :)