AN OPEN LETTER TO MY PARENTS

Dear Mummy and Papa,

     I saw a movie named 'Chichore' few days back. The movie showed how a boy couldn't clear his JEE ADVANCED examination and after seeing his result he attempted suicide as he thought that everyone would call him a 'loser' now. The fear of being called a 'loser' made him take a drastic step. His parents never forced him really for studying or getting number 1 rank, but he somehow, was under pressure. His parents were divorced, but they were in touch on a regular basis and they brought him up well. One night before the result, his father got him a wine bottle and said that they'll celebrate after his results when he'll clear the examination. When his parents received the tragic news that he jumped from the balcony and is in the hospital, they rushed. The boy's friend told his parents that he was saying before jumping that he is afraid now everyone will call him a 'loser'. 

     His parents broke down. The boy's condition was critical. His father went home the next day and took out his college album. When he went back to the hospital he started narrating his college story to his son. He had this belief that his son's might be closed, but he is listening and will recover after listening to his father's college story. His mother found this the 'most stupid idea'. His father narrated the story as to how he got the hostel block which was known as 'losers' in his engineering college and how his father and his friends changed  the 'losers tag'. His father also called all his college friends. All the 6 losers. They all narrated the story. This actually worked and the boy recovered. His morale was boosted. In the end the father also said that 'we, parents, tell our kids how we will celebrate when they will succeed, but never tell them what to do if they fail.' This hit me really hard.

     Now, I wrote it in a very to- the- point manner, not very descriptive. But it was really emotional while watching the movie. I also cried. After watching the movie I realised how great and understanding you both are mummy and papa. 

     Thankyou mummy-papa for never really being hard on me when it came to studies. You both never forced me to study for 10 hours a day. I still remember papa the day when I used to get my report card and you used to take me to a bakery, buy me pastries. When I used to say that my result is not great or I flung in a subject, you always said "so what? Your result has come that's in itself a big thing." I remember when I got a low mark you encouraged me saying, "even if you fail I have no problem." When I showed no interest in studies even during my final examinations you told me "you know how to write your name and address. You are educated enough to live  in this city. Do what your heart says. Learn music, play the guitar, dance, read, write, anything." When I didn't want to read my school text books you told me to read a novel. Mummy you never scolded me for my low marks. You always told me that I worked and you have seen it so it doesn't matter if I didn't score very well. I have troubled you both alot, but you both never gave up on me. You both have brought me up in such a way that even when you both don't force me for 90+ marks, I understand my  responsibility towards my education. I love you both and I am very grateful to have parents like you. 

Thankyou. 

Your loving daughter,

Sana.