My daddy is Strongest

He is the one who wears a new checked shirt everyday to work, combs his hair before sleeping at night and always thinks about shaving off his moustache but never does. No one knows where his glasses are and his pocket always has a new pen everyday( sometimes its Ganesh’s pen).They call him the Marathon guy with a Marathon brain power; I call him “dad” or sometimes pappu pager (sorry mom). That’s the guy with dedication, determination and hard work but occasionally on Sundays no one can beat him in dosing off for 10 or more straight hours during the daytime(now that’s hard work right there).

Whenever I am stuck up with some problem I don’t like to look towards him because I know that, even though he has way less knowledge than me in that particular topic, he is going to solve the problem in a jiffy. I don’t understand from where he gets these problem solving techniques. The other day he took his broker exam along with a friend of his, who knew a lot more than dad as dealing in the stock market was his job. But astonishingly they both got the same score.

He believes that one should live up to ones own dreams. No wonder we can find him in Matheran every weekend, sometimes without any company. Not only that, he does his best so that his children can live up to their dreams.. no wonder there is a red lancer used just for 2 months standing in his stilt. Loves adventure in life and encourages it within his family.(we are the ‘First Bungee Family’)

The best known quality which sometimes can be dangerous is his fast math solving capability. It proves to be good when he is dealing with his customers. But when it comes to me telling him about my grades it turns out to be harmful as I cant BS ( colloquial term in USA. BS stands for bull shit) in front of him as the jhol (colloquial term in India. the meaning of jhol differs according to the context but in this case its stands for manipulation) of marks can be spotted out by him easily.

The other day my I met a guy in the bus in Mumbai. We spoke for a while he sounded interesting to me and probably I did too so we decided to exchange numbers. He gave me his business card and in response I gave him my dad’s business card behind which I wrote my details. The card in front read:

Marathon Realty LTD.

Chetan Shah, Director

BTech from IIT Bombay and MS (USA).

I deliberately gave him the card so that I could not only to brag that my father is a director a famous (or soon to be) company of Mumbai but that he is an IIT graduate. Although my father never brags about his own achievements I take the privilege of showing off his achievements in front of my friends.