My Father

My father is my best friend and real hero of my life. I generally call him Dad. He is the most special person in my life. He is a very good sports person and artist. He does paintings in his spare time and promotes us also to do paintings. He tells us that we should anything extra like music, singing,dancing, cartoon making, etc because such extra activities keeps us busy in our spare time and helps us to be peaceful all through the life. By profession, he is an internet marketing manager (a software Engineer) in a limited company in New Delhi.
He never thinks to be back in helping needy people and always ready to help them especially old people.

Whenever I become fed up, he ask me the reason very peacefully and takes me to the top floor, let me sit in his side, keep his hand on my shoulder and discuss his own experiences of life, his faults an drawbacks including his success in order to make me realize that what I am doing wrong or right. He teaches us about ethics of the life and importance of elders and the life time. He tells us that we should never make any person unhappy in our life and always help needy people especially old people.He always cares of my grandparents and tells us that old people are like precious assets of the home, without them we are like children without mother and fish without water. He always gives very good examples to make us understand anything very easily.We generally play badminton as an outdoor game and carom board as an indoor game.