My Life...Our Lives by Avisek Bandyopadhyay (ebook reader for pc txt) 📖

but there too, the owner accused me of being dreamy and I resigned the job after blasting my employer. Thereafter, while I was feeding on my dad’s money, he said one day “If you really knew the meaning of my words, things would have been different.””
“Bro, why do I get the feeling it was a snapshot of our life if we move the way we are going.”
“You are right Rahul..It was a harbinger. Perhaps dad is right. Perhaps we are too amateurish to think of lives and rights.” added Shantanu.
“Perhaps that is the lesson for us from heaven. Perhaps we should change our way of dealing lives and hear to what dad has to say.” mechanically said Rahul.
“I guess so…I or rather we would be following the trail of life our dad wants us to follow.” philosophically added Shantanu.
“Yups bro”
On the other room, Mr.Banerjee had a similar horrifying night. He too wake up in sweats and as he fidgeted to grab the water bottle, his wife Manasi woke up.
“What happened to you ? Why are you sweating ?” asked Manasi tensely.
“I had a bad bad night!”
“What ! Did you have a bad dream! Tell me about it ! Maybe you will feel better then” said Manasi as she put her hand in his back.
“I saw, as my sons reluctantly acceded to the way of life I chose for them, they landed up with decent jobs after college. Though there was a cold relation amongst me and my sons, I thought getting them married would soften them up. Soon I became grand dad. As I tried to be a father-figure to my grand childs, my sons and daughter-in-law always forbade me. They said they didn’t want to ruin their childhood innocence by materialistic preaches. With time, as I withdrew myself in a shell as there was no one to talk to, my grand children became artists and chose unconventional career options. They became writers and sportsperson. One night I saw both my sons standing beside my bed and pointing their fingers at me and screaming to me “This is called parenting. What you did was for your selfish reasons of securing your future. A strict, disciplinarian, insensitive father doesn’t guarantee child’s prosperity in life. Caring for them does guarantee that. Taking away your child’s life and giving them yours preferred lifestyle only ruins this magnanimous relation. I guess you realize that now father.””
Mr.Banerjee couldn’t speak more. He was visibly agitated.
As his wife calmed him down she said “See, the nightmare that you saw was the manifestation of your hidden insecurities. Look honey, being a father does bring some great responsibilities in guiding your child’s life. But it is your experience that you remain the advisor in his life, not the intruder.”
“I guess. I know now what you are trying to say Manasi. I can see where I went terribly wrong. I would make up for it now. But promise me, you will always be there to placate me.” begged Mr.Banerjee of his wife as he took her two tiny hands in his palm.
“As always Sir..I will be your guiding light.” chuckled Manasi flattered by her husband’s appeal.
Did someone else there pass a wry smile too?? Maybe.
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Publication Date: 02-18-2010

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