Letter from a father

My Dear Son,
This letter may come as a surprise to you and I know it is just a little bit too late, but it took me that much of time and courage to do the thinking, take up the pen and write down my thoughts and feelings. Secondly, and most important, it still has not dawned on me that you are no longer a child but a teenager.

It was only yesterday, you wanted to perch on my shoulders...

Your mother tells me that you have now settled down in the new campus and looking forward to the beginning of the study sessions next week. Believe me, son, I was so happy and proud of you. I almost cried.
I can still remember, as if it was only yesterday, that you would insist on sitting on my lap in the morning, while I was reading the newspaper, with the bottle in your mouth and trying to understand what was happening in the world around you. It was only yesterday, you wanted to perch on my shoulders to get a bird’s eye view or it was just that you wanted to be taller than your father. Probably, these are the few things I might tell your children when I can no longer walk, sitting in my easy chair outside in the morning sun.
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