[My parents were more happy and my father and mother used to meet my son often as he was with my wife in her parents house since it was the tradition for a girl to stay with her parents when ever she has to deliver a child after getting married. I do not remember how many times I went to see my son but it was time to come and he was brought to my place with my mother as per tradition.]
My visit to mills would be by the mill car will come just a few walkable distance from my place after picking up another officer who lives further away from his home and stops at 6:00 AM near a bread shop and moves to-words the mill to reach 5:00 Minutes before 7:00 AM 3 more officer get in on the way. Only at 5:PM we are back in our home.
Timings change for next shift and third week it is third shift.
My mother stayed for a month and she went back to join my father we both had some problem with maintaining our son. He was a tough guy his demands if not met he will start crying in high pitch. To avoid his temper before he opens his mouth his demand was met. SOME TIMES I HAVE TO SING, sometimes carry him on my neck. sometimes he has to be told a story, sometimes read comic books, and some times he will want to go for a walk and I have to carry him.As he was heavy for my wife to carry Only I had to carry him.I was at that time wouldn't mind carrying but if I make it a habit he may ask me to carry him always till he can walk himself with out fear of walking in the road. I used to tell him to walk up to the next light pole he would walk only up to the pole and not a step more. If I walk away he would sit on the road. The best food we can give him at that place was RICE, dal vegetables and Milk he would not drink milk till I carry him on my shoulders and move like a train making sound like a train going at full speed. He will eat anything in a hotel. He will eat fruits of his choice. Anyway what ever he did pleased us and we both enjoyed seeing him grow up.
Time was ripe to admit him in school and he went with a body guard a old lady who carried him and left him in school and he was again brought back in the evening my wife would carry lunch in the afternoon and feed him since the school was a 5 minutes walk. He was just three year plus when he came home one day and said that he is going to Outy with his class mates next Sunday I got a shock and the next day we went to school to find out if it was a joke but it was true and the school authorities promised us that we need not bother. He did go and came back late and not at the appointed time. We both stood near the school gate for over 2 hours and when the bus arrived we heaved a sighs of relief after seeing him getting down from the bus. He was not tired but enjoyed the trip he said. He studied for more than a year and on Sunday's he would ask us to take to the toy shop he had seen. He wanted a big Red Bus to play with and enjoyed playing with it. As we used to travel by Bus he wanted to be a Bus driver after he grew up he would clean the Bus when I told him it was dirty. He did gave us all the Joy he could and never gave us much trouble. He never liked darkness so going to picture was a problem. I had to call the boy who was the son of the old lady talking him to school and tell him to move in any Bus till our movie ends as it would be only 120 minutes. We would enquire with the theater people at what time the picture would end and inform the boy to bring him near the theater and pay him some money to go home take a Masala Dose in a hotel there and come home. It so happened that once we wanted to see a Hindi film and the boy had gone some where. So we took our son and sat inside the theater and when they switched off the lights suddenly and started the film my son started crying so loud that the gate keeper came and asked what happened. We told him he gets frightened in the dark he told my son that he would pack him in a gunny bag and put him out side he stopped crying and slept. There after he would sleep in most of the films if he did not like to go around in Buses with our Helper Boy.
I carried him whenever we went out on holidays and I had to carry him on my tummy which I never liked any tricks he was ready to beat me. One day one of our staff members was talking to me and I asked him during our talks to ask his father who was a famous astrologer to let me know when I would buy a scoter and when I would get a hike in my salary. He took my personal data on birth and after few days when I met him he came to my cabin along with me and told me that I will never buy a scoter and would only buy a Car. I would get my hike in salary when my son crosses his 54th month and enters his next month when he will make me happy and contented.
Yes it did happen and his next school of learning was 1000 KM away and so was my big jump in my profession. The organization of a textile mill management was in my good old days a MD and a unit of his textile mill was a Manager. Next was departmental heads of various departments in production and office. I was next to the dep't head who was also a Factory Manager since his dep't was the mother of all departments. The mill I worked was a medium sized mill with only cloth produced to go to the place where it would be processed so that it can be made as a apparel or something else which required further processes. The jump I got was for a mill which made everything except ready made garments. This mill was 1000 KM away from where I worked.
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