There are three stages of a man’s life: He believes in Santa Claus, he doesn’t believe in Santa Claus, he is Santa Claus

This weekend I was out in the city with family walking through china town. It was a pretty long walk for our 4 year old though. Towards evening, that too after having walked all the way he looked at me and put his hands up and said “Take me”. I smiled, took him on my shoulder and we moved on.

What interested me was that today, the same scene came back to my mind and this time next to it I could see myself as a 4 or 5 year old standing next to my dad with hands held up asking him to take me. My ancestral home was a long walk from where any kind of transportation would reach. Kind of a walk through the hills for about an hour, quite a hike I always felt. And we use to make these trips quite often and midway I would have exhausted myself and Dad carried me along.

I also remembered that once my dad showed a tree and said he used to climb on it as a kid and pluck the fruits. I then told him that I want to see him do that. It was always interesting to see your Dad do things that were kid like. May be I felt that if I and my Dad were the same age we could have played together, been friends, climbed the trees together, got scolded from mom together, who knows what I thought then…. But I miss him even now..

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