Her love and his hero (2)

I get up in the morning and as soon as I see my face in mirror i run towards maa's bedroom. It's like eight hours and you haven't seen your mom's face. Entering her room is another Feeling that can't be described in words. And do nothing just you sit there, as if you are having most calm environment in that moment. Finally I gaze outside the window from there, a family after long exotic travel had arrived back to home, a man her wife and their son of six or seven.

There are certain things in life which happens to you and are not at all related to you but still makes you smile, that small family, did the same. Man was lifting the bags, I don't know why males loves their wife so much that they are ready to even hang the female handbag of their love once, might be he was gentleman. 

Mam was leading and the kid half way followed her in the parking, and then looked back, his father making efforts for not only himself but trying to pull his and her mother bags too, there is nothing more courageous than to wear responsibilities, believe me that makes you more beautiful, son ran towards his Dad and tried to snatch the belts of the bags, his father smiled, in this article I m unable to describe certain things and that smile is one of them. He didn't gave any burden to his son, he never expected that his son would came back to him for his help.

At last he gave him his bag, as if father only wants that I don't want my son to be the strongest, but I need him to atleast take his responsibilities on his own shoulders. 

Father never expect anything from their son, they will never, but inside their heart they want to just stay and walk together.