Ok Komal not much age difference between dad and me but I remember when he had a op on this feet and I remember sitting hugging him when he had a plaster on his leg and all of us children gathering around him feeling sori as he was so cute and as I was the only girl among five boys I was one of them a tomboy who refuse to wear dresses.It had to be the same shirt and shorts as the boys.That life I wud give anything to get back.Those were the best days growing up in extended family.I feel humble to have been part of dads childhood life.Will be part of our life still forever never to be forgotten