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TO SON...WITH LOVE


Dear Son,

So today is your birthday and like last two , this year’s also, as usual, your  Papa has brought no material/toys/teddies and gifts for you,


I know that my philosophy, my jeevan darshan, my उसूल are one of stumbling blocks in my integration with whole society and its value system  but still your father is proud of himself and his rule that “do not accept or offer gifts to anybody, unless very compelling in respect to its utility”, which is inspired by Dr. Kalam…  and what all I can offer  you and will certainly give you is-
“ a good education….knowledge of  how to differentiate between good and bad and more importantly  between  relative good and not so appropriate…… how to concentrate your energy and resources on any specific goal….why you need to control your mind and how you can do so…..why you should consider your companions who are materially poor on equal footing …. And equally why you shouldn’t see your friends and mates who are materially high on social  ladder with awe and aspiration…the real reason for your celebration are plenty- you belong to village in which majority of our country men live ,so you can identify with them,understand them,celebrate with them…always remember yours Ist line of friends from here and those will be on whom you can count at worst time….As against wishes of  whole lot, I didn’t got admitted you in playgroup school at 3, because I want to enjoy you  bachpan, which is the best phase of any mortal being’s life…otherwise the system’s of school, education, career will break your creativity and genuine nature…I do n ot want that you should carry Heavy bag  at the back and water-bottle on chest (like pet animals in our village had लंगड़ to control their movement)…
But one thing for which your father assures you is that I will work with you hand in hand to bring your dream into reality by laying 1 brick after another with you…and above all I can be your best friend…so  HAPPY  Birthday dear….ENJOY THE DAY….

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  1. Unknown7 July 2012 at 02:22

    Appreciate it brother... respect

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  2. ALOK GUPTA20 March 2013 at 19:28

    appreciate ur vision...specially ur views on childhood of a kid...nice

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