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Tribute to Father

TRIBUTE TO FATHER IS AN EFFORT TO GIVE WORDS TO ONE OF MY COLLEAGUES IN DAV (ONCE MY HAPPY WORKPLACE), JASWINDER SIR'S FEELINGS WHO OF COURSE, ACKNOWLEDGES A MOTHER'S CONTRIBUTION BUT WISHED A FATHER MUST ALSO GET HIS DUE IN HIS CHILDREN'S UPBRINGING. I HOPE JUSTICE HAS BEEN DONE THROUGH  THIS SMALL EFFORT. 


At times ,cold as ice yet comforting and balming,
hard as coconut but sweetest at core that's a father's pretenceless heart,
sturdy as a mountain an unshakeable support,
rough and rugged as a road that for sure leads to  the beautiful resorts,
Such is the beauty of a father's love.
Love that makes no audible noise,
That mostly abstains from public display of affection,
But round the clock makes sure that the fire beneath the hearth of his home shouldn't ever extinguish,
Works like  an ox,
Doesn't mind what it takes
blood, sweat or tears
Every price for his little ones' smiles he is willing to pay. 
Often misunderstood, 
often underestimated, 
often ignored,
often avoided for reasons mostly unjustified.
Works silently and diligently in the background,
For his stern righteousness always questioned, 
Righteousness that aims to guide his kids always on a right track.
Needs no laurels,
demands no medals,
seeks no remuneration, 
expects no returns,
All he looks forward to is a nod of respect,
All he cherishes is a little niche in his progeny's heart.
If mom's love is the heavenly world for her children ,
Father's love is not less than the Celestial universe. 
If mother is solid earth for her kids to rely upon,
Father is for sure boundless sky with infinite opportunities. 
Therefore, make sure to return his debt with smiles and a little bit of your time,
make sure to be always available at his beck and call from near or far.
Since, you never know when your once strong dad ,the fortress of your life would turn senile and see his final fall.




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  1. Beautiful ❤️

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  2. Father's love.... very beautifully expressed 👌👌

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  3. Real hero is our father

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  4. 🥰🥰 beautiful written

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  5. Heart-touching words
    Fathers too really deserve all the love and respect

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  6. वाह सुंदर प्रस्तुति

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  7. Father,s role, love nd care in family is great . Beautifully expressed.

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  8. A heartfelt and beautifully crafted tribute, this poem honors a father's silent strength and enduring love with grace and sincerity.

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