My Dads briefcase!!! Our life as children was very simple... when Appa returned home from office.. I was always curious ..wanting to open his briefcase he studiously carried everyday. I was not allowed to open it. though the lock was a simple thing I never tried to open it without his consent.Some days He would nod after dinner signalling that it was ok to open it. Phantom, Mandrake, and Flash Gordon were there willing me to read them...and later when I entered my teens the books changed to magazines.. Stardust filmfare, Star & Style , Femina and Womens Era!! my dads briefcase was a magic box which held something special for me.. Everytime a New movie was released i would ask for the audio cassette if I liked the songs. The evening would stretch till he came home and kept his briefcase down.. while I as looking like a little puppy he would go about his chores .. and i would be waiting for that nod.. He never disappointed me ..Not even once as far as i can remember.. The need was simple and the joy of getting what you wanted even though it was a small thing was tremendous.. Now we are surrounded by things.. we keep giving so much to our children.. you give a lot and they want more!!! though the love remains the same... the ways of expressing has changed the needs multilpled.. Life has changed... Mostly for good.. but sometimes I do wish i could have a rewind button just to feel the flush of happiness when i heard that click of the lock of my dads briefcase :)
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 15:45:22 +0000
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