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My name is Mukesh Shukla
And I'm handicapped from birth
I always thought that my father was responsible for this
Because
Doctor says, we have a genetic problem in our family
So I always blamed my father
When I was in school, I felt alone in the class
Always bullied, always laughed at
I was that clown, so I hated the school
I was sure there was no god
Hours of pointless arguments
Fights
Pushing him away from me
He was sad
He brought me toys
I threw them away
I didn't even look at it
The problem with me was
My father was a cobbler, my grandfather was a cobbler
And they expect me to live like them?
That's the saddest part
One afternoon, I came home
And found, my father was dead
Heart attack
For the first time in my life
I missed him
I wish I could see him again
And apologise to him
The only legacy my father left behind
Was his shoe polish box
I tried to find it
And
When I opened it
There was a letter
A letter from my father
Father Dear Son
Father I know, you deserve a better life than this
Father I'm sorry that this was all that I could give you
Father I know that I've not been the best father
Father But I wanted you to know that
Father You are the best son
Father A father could ever have
Father I love you so much
Father And
Father I'm sorry
Father Your loving Father
I was lost
Physically I was here, but mentally I was somewhere else
Physically I was here, but mentally I was somewhere else
I've understood my fathers point
It doesn't matter what you do for your living
All that matters is, for whom you do that
I've seen these things before
But
I've never felt like this before
I'm a working man now
I wake up early
Go to work
Like my father
And I feel special
Because
My father told me
Struggling with the nature and surviving is our family business
And I'm proud of it