Graduation

Today My son graduated from the High school, I had an underline gratification towards God, a prayer of thanksgiving that my son successfully completed his High school, an era marked by long years of upbringing, upliftment and nurturing of a young sapling into a complete man. It reminds me of the times when he, a caesarean kid, was born into this world of fantasy and our joys took a new shape of parenthood, a new dimension added to our marriage status. He has been a bundle of joy, curious and a keen observer and always fantasised in his own car world. Not a single day used to pass when a new toy car was not bought for him to see the smile on his face. Always close to my heart, he was pampered with all kinds of musical instruments he would long for. As the years went by, he graduated from nursery to junior school. He being a quiet & disciplined child got into a habit of book reading. All series and varieties of the books started pouring in and it was not tough for him to understand the rhythm and rhyme of the stories he read. From comics to Harry Potter, Famous Fives to Hardy Boys, all books would give him a new high and he would just keep asking for more. This cultivated in him the finer quality of acquiring knowledge and wisdom through a different curriculum. Long hours of walks and even playing football with them each day added a thrill to my life; more spontaneity and love generated with small little things done together. Watching movies and reading bedtime stories was more of fun time spent with each other, understanding the events of the whole day was a treat to my ears. Time passed each year as he grew up, his tone and talk were far different now. New feelings emerged out as his youth began. The complete frame of mind changed as the years passed by. An appreciation of lovely teachers, girls and boys was talked over; a curious mind was searching for more answers than needed, however passion for football remained forever as game of golf had just begun with family; an interactive sessions for shaping up his future. This young boy had his own fears and fortunes. I see in him all variegated thoughts; at times nothing seemed clear in his very attitude, book reading was still a passion with him, an average in his academics, he had a wealth of knowledge about other issues. Clarity of what to do took its own time; he looked around and saw limitless opportunities. He jumped into the bandwagon of his friends as a sense of responsibility had just begun and yet he churned out confidence and worked towards his goal. He conceived it and boosted up his morale. Today, he is ready to take his own decisions as I see him transforming. No more stories to read, it is time to say good bye. Today as he graduated, a nostalgic feeling of all those years gone by, had begun; a prayer of thanks was all that I could do. A new era of college life is going to come his way, a renewed confidence with gusto and zeal is going to explode, as his various expressions begin to shape up. I see him writing serious prose and poetry; I don’t know how to express my joy, my son. A sense of reassurance, that nothing has gone waste, all those values which have been taught to you throughout your path of life have been well imbibed and cultivated into beautiful expressions. I wish you the best of all times to come. Let this era start with your best foot put forward and end with the best of memories. I salute you my dear Son!!!!!