I gave up on my research when our team was almost there,
and came down to the city of dreams hoping to make big in the media industry.
Day: Today
I have arranged a date for both of us,
We haven't spoken in all these years
But I remember all his favourites!
I don't opt for a modern cool cafe,
I am sure he still sucks in pronouncing
Fancy dishes and coffee types.
Here I reach a little cozy place in the city
that serves litti chokha❤
I have heard from my people
That he waits for my show to air,
Listens to all the interviews I give
And then spams them on WhatsApp to all the contacts in his phone,
And here my heart skips a beat or two,
When I see him walking in the hallway,
My God - a lot more greys in his hair,
The glasses aren't fancy anymore,
His eyes shine and this smile- ❤
He comes close and calmly says: see how much I missed you - And puts before me a diary
That has a photo and note talking of that pic.
Photos of receiving awards,
Asking tough questions as a journalist,
Dancing on the channel when India wins the test series, cheering for Indian players in the Olympic Games.
And with a teary smile,
I asked, "Papa, you aren't upset about me abandoning the research?" Papa pats my head with all the love and confidence,
I hug him saying "Happy father's day Papa"