When I reached home there was a terrible feeling that I had forgotten something. You know, my brilliant instinct never fails to remind me when I miss something!!
I knocked on the door and when my wife opened the door, I asked her, “Did I forget something?”
She looked around, “Yes, your daughter”
Oh yes, my brilliant memory flashed into action – Dear Joshi Mukard, you had forgotten to pick your daughter from the daycare center!
I could see my wife’s face turning red, but before her rage came out through her mouth (she is highly short-tempered and has a fierce tongue to accompany that), I dropped my bags at the door and ran down the stairs. Behind me I heard the door shut with a loud bang.
When I went to the daycare center, my daughter asked me, “Why are you late Papa?”
I told her, “Your dad is a man who deals with so many big things in this world, (like World Cup, Manchester United) so sometimes I forget small things like you”
Happy Father’s day.