Gerald D'Cunha

  “My father did not tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.” Clarence Budington Kelland   M y wife casually remarked, last night, “This Sunday will be Father’s Day.” Frankly, till I heard it from her, I wasn’t aware of it at all. But, instantly, I decided, that I would write something about ‘being a father’ in my Blog today. So, here I am doing it… Thanks to my wife’s reminder, I, also, learnt, that this day called ‘Father’s Day’ was traditionally celebrated in America on the third Sunday of June. Well, it’s nothing short of a revelation to me… ‘Jab jaago tab sabera’! And, when I say ‘America’, I am able to recall what Barack Obama - my favourite former President of this nation - wrote in his second book:   “Someone once said, that every man tries to live up to his father’s expectations, or make up for his father’s mistakes.” I am asking this to myself on the eve of Father’s Day: Have I been trying to live up to my father’s expectatio...

Pic.: Chetna Shetty L ike millions all over the globe, my wife and I, too, watched the live relay of P.M. Modi’s speech at Madison Square, last night. What I was more interested in was this: How was my own mind filtering in what it was watching and hearing! When my mind saw Mr. Modi as a BJP or RSS leader, it heard him differently... When the Gujarat riots and Godra images started coming before me, I saw him differently... On the other hand, when I dropped those thoughts, when I chose to see the fact that Mr. Modi had risen above all the petty politics and kept unfolding before us, with all his honesty, ‘the grand plan’ to make our nation great, vibrant and proud... when I felt he igniting in each one of us that self-belief – that, you and I need not be in politics, need not be some leaders, but we all can make difference in our own respective fields, by doing our respective works with the best of the best dedication and passion... When, I chose to take i...