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A DAY FULL OF RELAXATION FOR MY BUSY When I came back, there he was—in his natural
FATHER
A day full of relaxation for my busy father—a day habitat.
where he is no longer tied to meetings, calls, and It was truly an appalling sight. I would ask you to
paperwork. Imagine him lost in the world of guess what it was, but it’s just too unexpected. He
cricket, cheering for his favorite player. Or was sleeping, after having an entire day to himself!
perhaps, he would prefer a quiet evening The pure audacity is what amazes me. At least now
immersed in a Marvel movie. we know he has found something worth his time—
As a tireless worker who often sacrifices his time and it happens to be dozing off at 5:00 PM
for the sake of his family, he would truly cherish a LOYD JOJU
day off like this. To top it all off, a home-cooked 10 C
meal prepared with my mother’s love would make
the perfect ending. Towards the end of the day, he
would enjoy sitting around the couch with us, The black leather shoes finally found their niche on
talking and discussing various matters. the front porch, their strictly polished surface
I believe such a day would not only bring him reflecting the faint morning light. My father had
immense joy but also give us, his family, a chance just gotten home from work; except this time, he
to appreciate all he does for us. Often, we was early!
overlook the small sacrifices he makes daily, but a To my disbelief, he’d decided to take the rest of the
day like this would be an opportunity to show him day off. I watched the diligent man as he undid his
our gratitude and love. It would remind him that perfect tie and threw himself on the couch. For
his efforts do not go unnoticed and that his some odd reason, the light on the television had
happiness means the world to us. never shone so brightly, as I watched my father’s
As he goes off to sleep, a sense of peace washes gleeful outbursts, his eyes fixed on a peculiar reality
over him. I hope he feels contented and happy for show. I kept my eyes on him as all his fatigue shed
the rest of his life. I would love to hear him talk away. He engaged himself in his favourite hobby,
about his day the next morning. crocheting, cracking his knuckles every five
minutes.
PARVATHI ARUN I brewed some coffee for him as he kept himself
10A enthralled with more dad-like activities. A few
minutes later, I found myself conceding defeat in a
A father is a person who may not always be game of Monopoly with him. I found his face
present throughout our lives. Unlike our mothers, shimmering with excitement whilst reading his
who nurture and care for us often, our dads may favourite novels. Suddenly, he was on his feet and
not always express their feelings or be open about in the kitchen, immersing himself in the aroma of
their lives. Yet, when we sleep at night in our beds, his beloved childhood soup.
we feel safe knowing our father is there to protect When all is said and done, he is simply a man,
us. devoted to his family and his busy work, yet still
My father is never free. Six days a week, he is busy worthy of the rest he so deeply deserves.
working. The only day he gets off is Sunday. Even
then, he has errands to run and relatives to meet.
He doesn’t have a single day that is truly a holiday. SANTA MARIA VARGHESE
When he realized that today was a holiday, he was 10 D
jumping with joy. He immediately suggested that
our family go for an outing. After careful
consideration, the rest of us declined his
invitation.
Now he was free. I observed him and realized that
whenever he does any sort of activity, it brings
him pure joy. At first, he ate his food and watched
some television. I got a little bored, thinking
television was his favorite form of entertainment.
My mom called me to do some chores, so I left.

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