one day I went to meet my Dad at village
I was in +1 at that time
I had a bycycle
I used to ferry from Aggarwal Boys Hostel to DAV college Chandigarh
I was a lost guy in the infinite oblivions form the very inception of my earthly happenings
it was noticed by the Principal of that college
he could not understand abc
he was a gentle man with restricted and welled know how
as the Principals happen to be
Dad was as usual busy person at his mundanes at his farm
he used to get up early at around 4 and and half hrs in the morning
the heat of my area / village , shoots to 45 degree Celsius very fast at noon time
he always goaded his aided people to finish at noon and then come back at 4 in the evening
but this pattern shifted to whole night operations
the harvesting season and planting season are of different kind in nature
I have often seen my Dad
p laughing with his tractor
Now a days the scenario is different
Dad is not there
and memories
Only Kiran knows
what they stand for
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