HIS CHILD HOOD
so as i was telling..
having lost all the money my grand father and his family, which consisted of 4kids..
my dad and 3 girls..
1 of which would soon die (due to some illness),moved to varkala in kerala, trivandrum. you may know it as a famous tourist destination, with its beaches and resorts..

LIFE a the osldest male child is never easy,but sometimes it is priviliged.
In my dad's case atleast his mom showed a lot of love to him..maybe because before him were 3 children who never made it to live( they ll died early due to soem complication or another, techniacllay my dad hence is the 4th child to his mother)..

i often wonder when my friend SNAKE* complains about the lack of love he has in his family,
why it is so different in different families. Maybe that;s why statistics are never true.
my father loved his home,his family,.

MY GRANDFATHER was an honourable man,who was very generous,even in poverty he would not refrain from helping those who needed it.be it money,shelter,food.
he earned nothing but good name.
my dad grew up in a reserved hindu society.
intelligent as he was, his talents however were mainly limited to literature..
a talent which i might dare to say i inherited.


*-name \given on request..

MY DAD...(to be continued)