“HE IS MY SON”
For anyone under the sun, the most important figures in this world are parents. They can never think wrong for their child. wether he is a criminal, ugly, loser, dishonest or any unacceptable person, it doesn’t matter to his parents, they will love him in all conditions. These lines for us are like preaching of a saint or lecture of an old man. And we all are completely agree to these lines, and if anyone tells us these things we certainly get irritated by the monotonous talk. But these became only thoughts going on constantly in my mind for last two days. Day before yesterday I went to see my cousin at Panchkula. I stayed there for two days. On day one at midnight I heard somebody shouting outside. I was in the bed on that time, I got up and went outside, there was a man around 40 years old. He was drunk and shouting at the closed door next to my cousin’s house. My cousin was also watching the whole scene with me. I asked him about the matter. Then he told me this shocking reality of the family living in his neighborhood. A retired PSU employee living with his wife. They have two sons and both are living separate. The younger one is working in some private firm. He has two children and the couple work hard to make both ends meet. The elder one is a drunkard and does nothing. His wife died from cancer a month ago. He has two daughters. Both are engaged and waiting to be married. The father of the drunkard man is retired and more than sixty five, but still working to earn his livelihood. He has tried every way to get his son settled. But all went vain. He spent his all savings to build two houses one for himself and one for his elder son and to buy one for the younger one. Recently he purchased a four wheeler goods vehicle for his elder son so that he earn sum money for the bread and butter of his family. But the son is good for nothing and always quarrels with his father. It was shocking to hear that he has beaten up his parents at number of occasions. Still his father is ready to look after his daughters. His mother cooks for him even if he comes late at night, drunk and always abusing his parents. He has sold the house his father made for him. Now his father is trying to earn more so that to mary his grand daughters.
