what is that?

i watched a video today. of a father and son sitting on a park bench. a sparrow lands near them and the father asks his son 'what is that?' the son answered 'sparrow!'. the father asked him again and he answered again. by the fourth time the son lost it and shouted out 'its a sparrow!! how many times do i have to tell you!!!' the father quietly walks away and then returns with a book. he turns to a particular page and asks his son to read out aloud what it says. the book is a diary the father maintained and the entry was about how he was with his son one day and his son asked him 21 times 'what is that?' pointing at a sparrow. the father had answered all 21 times and he had done it because of his love and affection for his son.....they hug at the end of the video.....

i have been going through a phase in life where i havnt been the best son to my father. i dont know when things changed. i hate every moment that i knowingly or unknowingly have been rude to him. i hate that i have never told, both ammi and appa, that i love them. the simplest of words but they have never been said.....

my parents have never demanded anything from me. they have been patient with me inspite of all my shenanigans. all my friends think that i have the best parents in the world. i completely agree with them.

need to make the effort.....and immediately.....

p.s thanks rats.....honestly