My Pappa

My pappa's nose is more sharper than Mohith Raina's though Mohith resembles very much like my pappa in his youth.As a child I used to clap my hands in happiness whenever I heard his name in radio as Shiv.He was an ashtama garbhastha child to my Grand ma.At the age of 21,his much concerned n caring father had expired one year earliar to his wedding.My father crossed the rivers n went miles far away to complete his high school n was put to study in a Shivmoga city college to complete post graduation in law by my Grand pa. The unexpected responsibilities mounted upon him once the farm house was paritioned between him n his eldest brother.He was cradling me putting me infront of the the wooden firy stove while he boiled his arecanuts n studied for his law final exams. After my birth he became a tribunal judge n my mother too had joined the same court as she too had cleared her exams n got the job there. So it was very much pre destined that my father's name, birth place n my name should be so n I should be born in such family who were farmers as well as worked for court of justice.