Weeknote 36 2026

I am back in my hometown, Surat. It's one thing to tear up from nostalgia, but for me the biggest tear-jerker is how my father consistently always comes to pick me up. This time I reached in afternoon, but most of the times I reach at 2 AM, that's super late in the night! I always tell him I will come home as its just a few minutes of walk from railway station. But he still ALWAYS comes to pick me, be it in the middle of the night or pouring hard, he is always standing there with a smile. MANN, it always tears me up, my role model loves me a bit too much. I hope to be a good parent like you one day. Whenever I am discussing this topic, I always get thrown back to this song by my favorite artist. The lyrics are just made for this, and the takeaway is the same: Told him one day I’ll Have a Son or a daughter And when im a father too I hope that I am just like you Life Back at home Honestly, it feels like I never left this place. My mind switched to home mode almost immediately. Usually,…