First Love! Love is what makes you forget the world around you. You start living in a world where you see yourself spending happy times with your beloved. You wish that you get every other chance to make your Love more beautiful. You start loving your life. A different kind of Happiness captures you; your heart starts feeling a kind of fear and you start to have a different kind of feeling. You start staying happy for no reason.
Maybe my Dad too had similar kinds of feeling when he met his first Love. His First Love, His Subject, Mathematics‼!
Yes, the Subject Mathematics is his first love. This is the thing that he loves more than anything.
He married Mom, shifted to Gujarat. But, along with these two people came 20-30 books of Mathematics. These books have special place in Dad’s life. He can never get away from these books. His love and affection for Maths is so high that he wished that even we could impart the same love for Maths. Well, in my case I never made any justice to Mathematics. He Trains us for our Maths Exam. Whenever we had Maths exams in our School Days he used to sit with us for the whole day and used to teach us every other problem and asked us to solve in front of him. I don’t remember seeing him without a Maths book in his hand even on holidays. When the whole city would be busy gearing up for festivals and other important occasions Dad could be seen worrying about his mathematical Problems. His day begins with the thought of Maths. While bathing too he talks about Maths. In the morning he prepares for his lectures. He is a teacher and so everyday he rehearses his lectures, prepare notes and then talk about mathematics! While taking breakfast he shares his mathematical problem with my Brother and Mother, while mother busily serves him the breakfast. After breakfast Mathematics revolves around him more strongly in the Form of Department. Dad is very regular in his work. He never misses to go the office even a single day. He spends hours and hours there teaching students, analysing problems and surfing the Internet.
If given liberty, he won’t mind sitting in the Department the whole night surfing the Internet.
He forgets the world when he is with Maths. He comes home lately around 8:30 in the evening and then takes dinner and then after discussing a few mathematical issues with Mother he finally goes to sleep. Mom, much frustrated and irritated by his mathematical World feels happy when his Mathematical problem gets solved. She turns very happy whenever his Paper gets published in various Journals.
Such is Dad’s love for Mathematics. Actually it’s beyond my imagination to think that he would take rest after his Retirement from Service as a Teacher. He is so devoted towards his work that he can’t spend time doing nothing. Sitting idle is what kills him inside. Though I haven’t spent much time with him since he spends his whole time in Office, I really love whenever he stays at home on Sundays. But on Sundays too he would be busy with his Mathematics. He sometimes disappears from home on Sundays too. Even after so many years his love has not decreased but actually increased with passing time. I respect his Love and his Dedication towards his work. Mother always makes fun of his love for Mathematics but inside she loves his Dedication towards his work. His retirement has made no difference in his dedication and love towards his Subject. His dedication and Hard work is worth Appreciating.
PS : Dad, I don’t love your Love but I do Love You.