Saturday, January 21, 2012

His Real Junior

I was sorting out decade old documents when I saw my father’s engraved desk name plates which was stored in one cabinet. Memories of the past came rushing through my mind and time stood still when I looked back at my childhood. My Dad was a government official in our town and sometimes he would bring me to his office where I would look at his desk name plate and feel proud that my father is a good and honest public servant. 

He in turn will tell his colleague that I’m more like his junior except that I’m a girl. I looked like him, think like him and resemble a lot like him in my actuations and skills. Really miss him a lot these days especially when I looked at my little boy whose an exact replica of him. If Dad still lives now he would be so happy to see his grandson, his real junior.


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