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my dad

Posted by Jai Narayan on January 14, 2004, at 20:45:05

My Father
My Dad has soft broad hands with the end of his nails filled smooth and smiling.
When he concentrates and listens to what I am saying he lightly raps these nails on the top of the desk in a gentle cascading movement.

As a teenager I would sometimes ask him about the meaning of life especially after I had gone out on a rotten date with a boy.

I would watch his nails as he deliberated my question.

"Well..." he said as the nails went tap, tap, tap, tap, "I just don’t know?"

He did his best .

He always tried.

I loved him as if my very life depended on our connection.

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