I booked a cab and I was dropping my daughter to her school. On my way to her school, I saw a son clinging to his father’s shirt with both hands, while his father was driving the scooter.
I felt nostalgic and to be honest I had tears in my eyes. I told my daughter, that I used to ride the same way with my father on his scooter, clinging to my father’s shirt so that I don’t fall. We used to talk a lot on the way whenever we used to travel, about my friends, sports, and finding animal shapes in clouds. Probably this was his way to ensure that I don’t fall asleep while I am sitting behind or maybe he just liked talking to me.
I asked my 4-year-old daughter, do you like traveling with me?
She said “Papa you are still clinging whether you are traveling or not. Clung to your mobile and emails when you are traveling with me and clung to your laptop when you are working.”
I felt bad hearing her reply that she doesn’t understand me, that whatever I am doing, I am doing for her and her future only. Kids will never understand the meaning of hard work and money, but over time as a parent, it is our responsibility to make them understand if we have to make them as successful as we are.
#sarcasm
