Lightening, then suddenly a thunder struck,
Impulsively ran under a table to duck,
Slowly, he grabbed my hand gently,
“Hey, it’s ok.” and said profoundly.
“Aren’t you scared?” I asked him confused,
He smiled at me slightly amused.
“Oh yes, I am.” he uttered, not at all unnerved,
Not a drop of fear on his face, I observed.
Visiting a temple, I enjoyed a lot,
But not those monkeys jumping, screaming and whatnot.
Scared of them, I walked, close to him,
But he was with confidence, up to the brim.
“Aren’t you afraid?” I asked, about their unforeseen attack,
He kept climbing the steps, did crowd jam-pack.
“Oh yes, I am.” he said, his voice I remember,
With not an inch of bother but all superior.
One Sunday evening, walking along the beach,
One earnest answer to an inevitable question, I did beseech.
He always said “Oh yes, I am” without any hesitation,
But I needed a far better explanation.
“Why aren’t u in fear, dad?” asked I, knowing what he told was a lie,
His answer was what made a simple thing solidify.
“Always keep calm, son, face your worst fears,
Running away, turned back will always bring you tears.”
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