Dad has always been there for me. Everytime I needed something it was he who got that to me. He has a very high self-esteem, doesn't like to take favor from anybody and a man of principles. He taught me how to earn respect. He says, as long as you know you are right, don't bother what others are saying. He is very adaptable at this age. He can talk to my friends with ease and is more informed on current affairs than any other person of his age. His favourite subjects for discussions are sports and politics.
Mom has been very logical all throughout her life. The poverty she has gone through in her childhood has made her strong and practical. I have never seen her assessing a situation with emotion, probably thats why she hasn't put a foot wrong in her life so far.
Both of them still take care of themselves and not ready to accept any help from their children. But they are always ready to help their sons whenever they need one. I know a lot of people whom my parents have helped at some point or the other in their lives. Some of them still acknowledge this but most of them have forgotten that little help which may have changed their lives.
People still know me as their son, but I am still waiting for the day when people will recognise them as my mom and dad. That day, I know, they will be proud of me. I am still waiting for the proudest moment of my life.
