Dad's decreased hairline...

Honking behind the wheels had been his deed..
Forty years continuous is quite a time indeed!!
Crowned with the glistening sweat, his forehead
today gleams with a pride..
Those pearls of hard work..shines with honesty,
Not a morsel do I surmise!!

Relentlessly redefining perseverance time and again..
With an acute sense of responsibility within ingrained..
Time and punctuality we just talk about..
For him it was all just sorted out!!

Labored on the fields, for quarter meal a day..
Yet slept on an empty stomach,never for once dismayed!!
A family of eight struggled to meet the needs..
As a stern self-respect restrained them to plead..
Destiny was what he gleefully embraced..
But not to be bogged down..
His village, he fled!!

A lean body walked into a city of dreams..
No..not on a tour as the line above makes it seem..
At thirteen when we talk about enjoying our teenage..
He was welcomed as a daily laborer garlanded with a mean wage!!

Fixing electric failures or cleaning cars..
Meticulous he was..always at par!
Just work and no pay..
Also were at times an order of the day!!
Wonder why it did not bother him ever..
A lost childhood, a savory teenage forever!!

A day starting at four with the world still asleep..
Too full of positives for negatives to creep!!
Stranded alone, the miseries wept..
Challenge to the fate proving too hard to be swept!!

Drenched in the scorching sun..with a torn vest..
Dichotomy of giving up and fighting, both abreast!!
Not a scorn on the face as he toiled all day long..
Humming all along the battle song!!
Evening came and he breathed a sigh..
Smiling with content, walking home with his head held high!!

As the evening breezed past the torn soul..
Scything through the fresh scars across the body taking a toll!!
Greeted in a shanty cottage what he called as his home..
Was he with empty dishes mocking his face turned all stone!!

To be continued...