My Papa
How can I ever forget
Those walks on Ridge Road
Where you would teach me
Maths and physics
Walking uphill
As the evening lights glowed
You would come home
With comics and books
To see our eyes gleam
In pursuing the subjects of our interest
You made it a point
To be on our side
As we matured
And became independent
To guide us all through
Your patient yet intelligent approach
Has inspired us all the way
By imbibing your spiritual qualities
We have succeeded in keeping
The worst of our worries at bay.
©Dr Archana Tandon
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