It’s 11:08 PM at night.

I just returned attending Puku’s wedding reception.

Sleep deprived. Exhausted. Feet too cold because of a long bike ride and that too on Kolhapuri chappal.

Here’s a thing worthy a mention cum appreciation — As i opened the door and entered my room; I found that the room heater was on. Plus, my meds were carefully put on the table, beneath the lamp which was on too, so that i can see.

I knew, that’s my dad!

What made this episode more special is that he was bed-ridden himself from the past two days.

p.s. I’m sneezing terribly as i sit to write this short quick piece in company of mild fever.

p.p,s. I just want to seize the gratifying beauty of this unique moment painted by my beloved Father (not that this has happened for the first time).

Holy cow, what could’ve been a better way end to the day!

Nites mum and dad!