Disha was packing the lunch box as her father Aravind Rao rushed inside the kitchen. She knew her father was a stickler for punctuality, “Appa, I’ve made puliograhe (tamarind rice) for lunch today.” Aravind smiled, “So I get to eat my favorite food on my last working day.”
Fifty-five-year-old Aravind worked as a postmaster in the only post office in his town. Disha had always been her father’s pet but it was the pain and grief of losing her mother that had strengthened their bond. Disha had just turned fourteen a month before her mother passed away due to cardiac arrest.
Despite not so favorable circumstances, Disha had been a meritorious student. Aravind had always been supportive of Disha pursuing a career although his friends and relatives had pestered him to get her married after she turned eighteen. Disha not secured admission in the only Engineering college in town but was also chosen for the scholarship.
In her final year, Disha was the first student to be recruited from the campus by India’s top IT company. Her job location demanded a daily commute of two hours from her native as she was unwilling to move away from her father. Once Disha settled down in her profile, she started convincing Aravind for voluntary retirement. Her father had struggled the whole life for her betterment. Now she wanted to let him relax.

Aravind eventually agreed and put in a request for early retirement. The acceptance had come the previous month and today was his last working day. After a warm and emotional farewell from his colleagues, Aravind returned home with a bunch of memories created over the years. Disha wasn’t home yet.
As he switched on the light, his eyes spotted the vase of fresh Dahlias on the table. He smiled. An envelope had been placed beside it. As he opened the envelope, he found a letter inside and another sealed envelope.
He started reading the letter,
Dearest Appa,
For more than one decade, you have played the role of both Amma and Appa in my life. I thank God everyday for choosing me to be your daughter. Whatever I have achieved today is because of your unwavering faith in me.
After I started working, I often heard you talking about how you were going to be lonely after I leave the house with a new job or post marriage. But would you believe that I had kept an onsite posting at Sydney on hold for four months since I wanted you to finish the retirement formalities?
Your passport is in the sealed envelope. I hope you are not going to be mad at me for I had lied to you about the mandatory requirement of father’s passport in my company. I could have never convinced you to apply otherwise.
Now, let’s explore all four corners of the world together.
Love,
Disha
Aravind’s vision was blurred by the tears running down his cheeks as he held the sealed package close to his heart.
This is the fourth post of Bar-A-Thon Blogging Challenge (2nd to 15th July 2018) by Blog-A-Rhythm. The prompt for the day is Four corners of the world while the theme for this challenge for all the days is run/chase/dash/marathon/sprint. I have chosen to combine both the prompt and theme to come up with this piece of flash fiction.
You can read the first post here, second post here and third post here.

Such a heartwarming tale Sonia. Left me moist eyed. I’m sure father daughter duo will have a great time exploring the world!
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Thank you for the kind words Anagha.
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Touching story for the day and this made me smile, remembering my parents in India.
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Thank you Deepa
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A heartwarming story that I loved. I was also very lucky to have my father with me until he passed away.
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Thank you Suzy. I lost my mother 7 years ago and I count my blessings to have my Dad stay with us now.
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That was a nice heart warming story Sonia. Very touching. Being a father myself to a growing daughter I can relate to it.
Here is my Barathon 4th day post
http://www.jaispoetryblog.com/2018/07/four-corners-of-world.html
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Thank you Jai. Coincidentally I was reading your blog when you commented on my post.
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I loved the way you completely changed your voice in this story Sonia. A lovely , touching tale…
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Thank you so much. I am trying out different genres in flash fiction and this encouragement is what keeps me going.
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A beautiful and heartwarming story, Sonia. You have managed to touch all the right chords through the beautiful depiction of a father-daughter relationship.
https://www.rohankachalia.com/2018/07/everything-is-fair/
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Thank you Rrohan. I guess this had a bit of my own relationship with my father and that’s why it has come out well.
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That is so sweet. A very heartwarming tale, Sonia.
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Thank you Aesha
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The charaterisation of Disha and her dad is spot on! The emotional bond between them shines through. Beautiful
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Thank you Namratha.
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Such a touching story. Prompt has been well used. Parents do so much for us. The least we can do is to give them company.
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Very true Bhagyashree. Thank you for reading.
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Wonderful write up👏👏
#Barathon2018
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Thank you Amnaa
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Such a heart warming tale between a father and a daughter. I can see shades of you somewhere in the story, Sonia. Beautiful take on the prompt! 🙂
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You are so right. This story indeed has shades of my bond with my Baba. Thank you for reading m
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Heart touching post it was. It reminded me of the memories I had with my dad. I really miss him badly.
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I can understand. I lost my mum 7 years back and I still miss her everyday. I’m sure your Dad’s watching over you and feeling so proud of your accomplishments. Love and hugs.
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A sweet little tale, Sonia. Loved it.
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Thank you Varad. Glad you liked it.
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Sonia, I’m just falling short of words.
I can only imagine how the father-daughter duo must be feeling. This is beautiful.
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Thank you Ashvini.
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simple and touching!
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Thank you for reading Janaki
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such a touching story.. very well written Sonia 🙂
#Barathon 2018
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Thank you Smitha
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oh what a story of father-daughter relationship! Fathers can play the role of the mother too, we have seen it many times. I am glad Disha understands her father’s loneliness and wants to keep him close to her.
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Very true Anshu. Part of this story is inspired by my relationship with my Baba. Thank you for reading.
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Aww! This was such a sweet and a heartwarming story. Loved the way you wove this story, Sonia. Great going!!
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Thank you Shilpa. It is always so encouraging to read your comments.
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Wow!
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Thank you
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