It is difficult moment to express my love for my dad.His name was Pravin. Little pravin while growing up was the most notorious boy of his village.At an early age he had so many responsibilities, as he had lost his father.No sooner did he become a responsible student simultaneously working to support his mother and younger brother though they had one elder brother too who had shunned his responsibilities.This little Pravin grew up being a responsible student and completed his studies. HE used to eat glucose biscuits once in a day so that his younger brother could eat a full dish having roti, sabji, dal and rice.He did everything for all in his family. For sister, brothers, mother and my mother and us whom he called - three angels.[ v r three sisters].Throughout hislifetime he had done great things for small people. He would call it Small things done with great hearts.May that was in form of money, emotional support, physical support or anything else.One day he could reach at the top most positions but no sooner in some years he got a deadly disease n he suffered a lot from it. Bt soon he would come up n out of ill-health, bt it was so deadly that it almost took him apart from us.My last with him he gave me a surprise gift asif he would never be able to do it again in life.It was such a gesture which really made me feel surprised.It is immmemorable moment spent with him.We sisters always used to fight with each other that he loves us more.One of us would say that he loves me m
