He is my son. My latest love, who helped me understood the love my father had for me. He made me understood all the then confusing non sense talks my father used to have with me whenever we two are alone.

He made me realise that i was never a grown up man for my father and why my mother would wake late nights waiting for me to come from some friend's house, or some party, office or just late night drive.

Its just amazing to be a father. A very strong reason to live and work hard to craft his future. I know now, what made my father worked so hard throughout his life. Looking at my son's pic today, i m missing u papa.