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Things I do for love( part 3)
STORY TIME…
“ it’s a father- son thing! You better go and sleep…”, Joseph tried convincing. Usually in all the families a major secret will exist between a father and son clearly protecting it from mom. This family is also an example of it.
“I wanna’ know! What is happening? Am noticing you nowadays. You both are discussing something every night. I wanna’ know it now! And you… how is he studying well all of a sudden. Tell me now”, she smashed at Joseph.
Joseph could see his Mithra of college times. Through all these years, he had never raised her voice and now he did not want to ignore her.
“I’ll tell, you! Come here my love”, Joseph agreed. He continued, “ you might think that, I am not fit to be his father but I had no other go. He agreed whatever happened and he said, “ I promised him that if he gets through his exams, I would help him in his love!”, he mumbled.
“what? Love? Very well! What’s your age? You have not even crossed your school and you have this shit. And you an example of fatherhood”, she kept on scolding.
“you too had love, mom!”, Satheesh countered.
“calm down, it’s not your business”, Joseph replied.
“look me darling! It’s just an infatuation. You have a lot to see. It’ll be nice by now but you’ll suffer. Concentrate on your studies. We’ll see to it after that”, she concluded.
“appa!”, he dragged.
“ wait… I’ll try”, Joseph convinced him.
“Mithra! We made love at your age of ‘19’. Our son not so younger than you at that time. You had choice of love in your life and we are here now. Am with him, he’ll never be misled. He is our son Mithra! he’ll never do anything out of our control”, he explained.
“ do something! You are ruining him”, she left saying. She was not convinced.
“why is she so adamant dad! You are explaining her through this time but she isn’t understanding”, he scolded her.
“ stop it, man. Never curse her anymore. Today we are a respectable family, it’s all only because of her. You know something she knows what love is and what it’ll will yield. Have you seen your grandparents”, he stopped.
“I’ve seen them dad! They are Brahmins right?”, Satheesh asked.
“they are no more! It’s all because of me! That’s why she’s very much worried that you would end up leaving us!”, Joseph wiped his tears.
“sorry, dad…”, he stammered again.
“ I know. Idea Right? I’ll tell you. You have to…”, he continued. Satheesh was really curious to know what had happened. He wanted to get to their love story. He intervened in the middle.
“dad! Enough of all the ideas! I wanna’ know what had happened. Was it full of enjoyments. Where did you see her first?”, he kept on asking.
Initially he refused and finally he accepted to narrate. Satheesh was ready for his bedtime story. Narrating our love story to our loved ones is a bowl of happiness for people and Joseph was one of it. Making ourselves heroic in our story and our love with lots of beauty. Most of the time it’s all about a love failure but it is also an unforgettable memory to be shared. Everytime we say it we get back to those happiest times of life where we wish to be forever with them atleast in their memories. Joseph did the same and he started…
“1995 batch; Madras Christian College, Physics department, final year, Senior JOE! Yeah! That’s me. Am from a well versed Roman Catholic family. We were quite rich. My father was a lawyer making money out of sins and I spent it without any hesitations. My mother was a house wife, she would sing well! It’s been years I have seen them. Am missing them so much coming over here. I had double times my father’s attitude. I did whatever I felt, I had my lawyer ready! Inspite of all this I had my own control. I did everything only for fun and nothing else. I had no bad habits as of my gang. We had a separate gang and of course, nobody feared anything. We rag our juniors and it was real fun but we’ll never force them. Girls of our college would love to be ragged by us. We were such a sweet boys of all times.
Obviously, talking about girls, they loved another thing I had, that’s nothing but my bike! Yep! I had a Black Vincent Shadow bike, the royal ones of all times....
“ it’s a father- son thing! You better go and sleep…”, Joseph tried convincing. Usually in all the families a major secret will exist between a father and son clearly protecting it from mom. This family is also an example of it.
“I wanna’ know! What is happening? Am noticing you nowadays. You both are discussing something every night. I wanna’ know it now! And you… how is he studying well all of a sudden. Tell me now”, she smashed at Joseph.
Joseph could see his Mithra of college times. Through all these years, he had never raised her voice and now he did not want to ignore her.
“I’ll tell, you! Come here my love”, Joseph agreed. He continued, “ you might think that, I am not fit to be his father but I had no other go. He agreed whatever happened and he said, “ I promised him that if he gets through his exams, I would help him in his love!”, he mumbled.
“what? Love? Very well! What’s your age? You have not even crossed your school and you have this shit. And you an example of fatherhood”, she kept on scolding.
“you too had love, mom!”, Satheesh countered.
“calm down, it’s not your business”, Joseph replied.
“look me darling! It’s just an infatuation. You have a lot to see. It’ll be nice by now but you’ll suffer. Concentrate on your studies. We’ll see to it after that”, she concluded.
“appa!”, he dragged.
“ wait… I’ll try”, Joseph convinced him.
“Mithra! We made love at your age of ‘19’. Our son not so younger than you at that time. You had choice of love in your life and we are here now. Am with him, he’ll never be misled. He is our son Mithra! he’ll never do anything out of our control”, he explained.
“ do something! You are ruining him”, she left saying. She was not convinced.
“why is she so adamant dad! You are explaining her through this time but she isn’t understanding”, he scolded her.
“ stop it, man. Never curse her anymore. Today we are a respectable family, it’s all only because of her. You know something she knows what love is and what it’ll will yield. Have you seen your grandparents”, he stopped.
“I’ve seen them dad! They are Brahmins right?”, Satheesh asked.
“they are no more! It’s all because of me! That’s why she’s very much worried that you would end up leaving us!”, Joseph wiped his tears.
“sorry, dad…”, he stammered again.
“ I know. Idea Right? I’ll tell you. You have to…”, he continued. Satheesh was really curious to know what had happened. He wanted to get to their love story. He intervened in the middle.
“dad! Enough of all the ideas! I wanna’ know what had happened. Was it full of enjoyments. Where did you see her first?”, he kept on asking.
Initially he refused and finally he accepted to narrate. Satheesh was ready for his bedtime story. Narrating our love story to our loved ones is a bowl of happiness for people and Joseph was one of it. Making ourselves heroic in our story and our love with lots of beauty. Most of the time it’s all about a love failure but it is also an unforgettable memory to be shared. Everytime we say it we get back to those happiest times of life where we wish to be forever with them atleast in their memories. Joseph did the same and he started…
“1995 batch; Madras Christian College, Physics department, final year, Senior JOE! Yeah! That’s me. Am from a well versed Roman Catholic family. We were quite rich. My father was a lawyer making money out of sins and I spent it without any hesitations. My mother was a house wife, she would sing well! It’s been years I have seen them. Am missing them so much coming over here. I had double times my father’s attitude. I did whatever I felt, I had my lawyer ready! Inspite of all this I had my own control. I did everything only for fun and nothing else. I had no bad habits as of my gang. We had a separate gang and of course, nobody feared anything. We rag our juniors and it was real fun but we’ll never force them. Girls of our college would love to be ragged by us. We were such a sweet boys of all times.
Obviously, talking about girls, they loved another thing I had, that’s nothing but my bike! Yep! I had a Black Vincent Shadow bike, the royal ones of all times....
