I recall those days of my childhood, I was a very jubilant, jolly kid. I am always happy doing something, hate to sit idle. That doing something might be in a good taste or in a bad taste for someone, that does not matter to me. But I like doing whatever my heart was saying. If I wish to play, I do play. If I wish to clean my home I used to do, if my room gets dirty on course of my interest of doing some job I never mind. At that point of time I was thinking I am right at those great decisions of doing something, and provoking others of doing the same whatever I was doing. I realized myself as a great leader, motivator at that point of time. Be it mudslinging, be it fishing in muddy water, be it killing frogs and lizards or flying kites under the sun keeping my books aside. Audaciously I do all those stuffs, very happy, enjoying all those moments with my gully friends. You know why, because my Papa was with me. He was the best Papa, he was my best friend, he likes me whatever into I am. Sometimes he inculcate his thinking and advising me, that is okay. He is so strong, master of the trades. He was helping me doing my homework. You know he could answer anything, be it the toughest question from my books or any news or any history topic or regarding any bus, train timing… really he was genius!
I hate nobody can stop the time! I grew up, and in my high-school days I found the world is not prettier always. You have to deal with many more subjects, pressure is too much. After school have to go for tuition, can not fly kites leaving my books aside. I think this is the most difficult time of anyone’s life, I see college is better, my elder brother never wakes up at morning. Also I have to find the suitable time 4:00 am to study in the calm environment even in winter!. Papa only woke me up at that time, do not understand why he does not like me having a good sleep. He has changed a bit, doesn’t encourage me with other things except study. Even in studies he is not able to help me in all respect. How come he does not know ‘Derivative’, ‘Integration’? But I admire he knows biology well. Anyway! he might have forgotten calculus. But I think he is not loving me that much. He took so many days to buy a cycle for me. What was the need of buying the sofa-set, I do not think that is required. Even at times he is very rude and strict. He never allows me to go to a movie theatre, alas! I am not able to enjoy like Bibhu, Hari and Roshan. They do bunk school and go for a movie. But Papa gives all my tuition fee, never ask me a question on that. Anyway if he is not best, he is the better Papa.
We are the kids of this generation in short gen-X. We are more intelligent as compared to the peers. We know computers. We can take decision on our own, we know what is good or bad very well. But why these elders underestimate and advice us? Anyway I should listen to my heart only. But certainly I could have got a seat in a better college if I would have scored few marks more. I could have done better in the history and geography. Anyway in 12th I will do better. Once the election campaign is over I will start afresh.
But things did not go right, I scored average in 12th and then burnt the mid-night oil for the entrance examination. Lastly I knew if I am not getting a seat in engineering college, the future is dark. Alas! the competition is very tough, I scored a rank but I have to study in a remote engineering college and I can not go to the best engineering college, I need a hefty amount for that. I know Papa can not provide this amount. How can I ask him this big amount, as I see he is having only 2 good pairs of pant-shirt to go to office. But all of my friends are joining good engineering college. I am really unlucky, my Papa does not have money. He is a good Papa, but certainly my future is dark. If he would have good money I could have joined some best engineering college. Certainly I will earn a lot, and will not let my son deprived of such things.
I passed my engineering, got a job luckily even though I was not an academia in university. Thanks to the IT. But I am one of the talented guys in my college. Every one is happy, my Papa is proud of me. With the time he has become old and retired from the job. I am busy with my work, pressure is too much in IT job but money is good. My Papa and Mama should understand this, they are worried about my office timing, they are worried to see me working hard, they are worried to see me thriving at McDonalds burger instead of home made foods. Worried about the parties I do attend. Because they think I may get into drinks and which is bad. But we have to do that, how can I say NO when my project manger is offering me the drink. How can I deny to the clients. Now they are worried at everything. They are really from a different generation can not understand all this. What I will say about my Papa.
The above is a general scenario not relating to anyone, I think almost all guys go through these stages. This is a common thing happening in most, few ignore it and few can not realize of the mistakes we are doing. There is no new thing, but still I felt to put it on the blog. How come once the Papa who was the hero for us changes with time or do we changed ourselves? we all know the answer.
P.S.
As already pointed by someone else in the comments you can still stay away from alcohol if you are strong enough.
Good luck