Wishing you all a very happy Father’s Day…sharing with you a peek into my relationship with my Dad, the only real hero in my life!
My dad was one of the coolest, politest, friendliest and most charming gentlemen you’d ever meet, and my close friends would vouch for that. But if you messed with his daughters and he was aware…you would know how potent can be the rage of the coolest man. Just as “hell hath no fury as a woman scorned,” so too, hell hath no fury as a man whose daughter is scorned.
One day, when I was in college, I was home while my parents and sister were out. Our neighbourhood aunty – a senior IPS officer’s wife, sent a group of 4 cops to our house, in quest of a carpenter who was working at her house and ours. He had supposedly robbed her money and absconded. When my parents returned home that evening, on the stairs itself, I told dad how the lady had sent the cops, who troubled me…
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