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The story is now part of a short-story collection available in black-white and coloured prints and as an ebook. I will share the links soon.
Tag: Father
The Hero
When I was little…
You were always too tall,
So I grew up stretching
Trying to reach you.
You were always too smart,
So I grew up studying
To be like you.
You were always my hero.
I eventually gave up trying
Because
There is only one “You”.
Not sure if I ever failed you, Papa,
But I always adored you…
Still do…
P.S.: I love you, Papa. Wish you many beautiful year’s to come…
Tiny Story: Trip to zoo
Aunt: What did you see at the zoo?
Child: I saw a tiger, lion, elephant; and there were so many deer… The bear was black and it was walking on two legs… The monkeys had swings in their cages and they were…
Father: I saw my child laugh!
Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 