To my Son!!

Don’t get drunk on the power of mesmerism of the beauty that will disturb your study.

Dear son,

I am your dad, Sangay. I hope you are doing well. I always expect you to be good and to study hard. I, your mom, and your little sister are doing great here. And yea, your grandma and grandpa always want to meet you. 

Hope your teachers and friends are all doing well. Son, do good to your friends, for friends are what you need where and whenever you go. And be respectful and obey your teachers. Teachers will teach you what you don’t know, guide you in making choices, and help you choose the right path for yourself, my son. 

Since you started schooling early, as young as you were, you weren’t able to at least tell me whether I am too old or not, and I didn’t get time to tell you something that I always wanted to. I thought you would not understand. Now I am old enough and you are grown up so that you will understand what I’ll say hereupon. Son, I am missing you, and don’t miss me and your mom, for it’s not a good time to miss us. Do concentrate on your studies and excel with colorful results. 

Do you know how important hard work is these days? In our time, scoring around 70% and gaining admission to a reputable college was sufficient to secure a livelihood after completing our studies. The time in which you were born is so competitive, son. I know you are good, and you will strive for excellence. Even then, son, hard work is what you shouldn’t forget to put in whatever you do. I’ll have no solutions or methodology as to how you should work hard. You already know how to go about being hardworking. Hard work is the key to success.

When I was a young man like you, I usually used to enjoy the beauty—beauty in everything. The beauty that teaches me lessons. The beauty of changing seasons, the beauty of beautiful chirping little birds, the beauty of an angel from heaven on earth, and the beauty of your mom did teach me loads of lessons that today I’ll share with you, my son. 

The beauty of changing seasons is that you will see everything comes by nature. The surroundings in which you live and the places where you go are all blended with beauty. You should give a thought as to how your time is approaching for your exams when the seasons change to challenge you with exams. If you remind yourself of the changing beauty of seasons, you will definitely be tagged to study more to prepare for your sole purpose in your college. 

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The beautiful chirping birds should not disturb you, my son. It’s their nature that they are happy to be with you. They are jovial, for you are born for the purpose of embracing them. You had never given a thought to what if everything is filled up with naughty humans? What if there isn’t nature and beautiful animals living around your surroundings? When I was like you, at CST (College of Science and Technology), I used to enjoy different kinds of birds enjoying the giant tree that you will still see there. To my dismay, one bird had to succumb to death since she hit the wall of the building nearby. And for her departure from me, I have written a dedicated poem for her. 

The beauty of an angel from heaven on earth will thrill you, my son. There are various types of beauty associated with angelic girls that you experience when you fall in love. When you throw your hook as bait to catch fish from the pond, you can’t expect the same fish to get hooked. The word called "love" is terrible and lovable. And that is why the fishes are different in the pond. 

One way or another you should learn to endure the pain if your fish is so dangerous that it tries to break your fragile heart. And it is your luck and destiny if you encounter a beautiful and lovely fish.

Your dad had a painful experience. My first love dumped me in the dust. And I took almost a year to get back to forgetting everything about her, though she is now your kind aunt to our neighbor.  Son, don’t run after whom you love; instead, be with one that comes running after you. That is your destiny, dear son. You will be as happy as your mom and I are. Your mom still hates me for making her run so fast that when she reached me, she was almost tired to death. 

And remind your son that you don’t drink in the power of mesmerism of the beauty that will disturb your study. 

Thank you, son, for your time, and do study hard. I will get to you after a few weeks with another random thought since I am a bit busy now with the upcoming project in the Ministry of Works and Human Settlement.  

And yeah, I have credited your account with Nu. 5000 as your pocket money. Take care!!

Yours’ loving Dad

Sangay Duba