Indian Dads

A mustache. A heavy voice. And always serious looks. This is probably the starter pack of any Indian father. Of course it might differ for some, but mostly it is the same.

Indian fathers are always after our sleep schedule. No matter how early you wake up, you find your dad sitting on the chair with a newspaper already. They don't understand what Sunday is. 
You wake up late on Sunday, you get a half an hour speech on how much time you wasted sleeping and what are the demerits of sleeping so long and so on.. What my father does for waking me up is probably what early morning torture looks like. Switches off the fan, opens the window and the curtains are raised high, pulls away the blanket and start playing old Hindi songs and bhajans to the highest volume.

But yes they are cute too. They try their level best to cope up with the recent trends by joining social media like Facebook and Whatsapp just to make sure they stay connected with others as everyone.
But, teaching them how to use it is probably the funniest thing on earth. Recently I was teaching him Whatsapp messaging techniques. Trust me it was not easy at all.
He was about to send a message to his senior colleague, and that was urgent so he asked me to type on his behalf. I typed the entire thing and he checked. The point he made was why I used abbreviations and emoticons. He is a senior colleague. He might feel like I am laughing at him :)

No matter how much they compare you with anyone else in your family or his known people, when someone else points at you, he is definitely the one to protect you. I keep asking him for pocket money, he keeps denying. But I never find my purse empty any day. He might scold you for your mistakes, but he is the one to get things back to place and makes sure nobody knows what you did.

This lock down has surely made me realize to what extent your father can go just to make sure you are comfortable. My dad is a police officer and he has his duty the full day. He knows I might feel bored at home the whole day. He comes back every evening and does stuffs with me like painting and playing cards no matter how tired he is.

                                        "HE IS THE MAN OF OUR HOUSE, 

                                                   HE IS THE HERO OF OUR STORY"