Leave my dad alone!

It was a hot friday afternoon. I was watching an episode of 'Everybody Loves Raymond' on my computer. I had my headphones on. So, for my dad, it was like a madman laughing without a reason.He had taken the evening off to catch up on his sleep. The night before, the Samba boys had kept him awake. He came over to my room and gestured with his face. The noise was loud enough for him to hear it from my headphones.
He sat down in the bed and looked at the screen. This was not one of those occasion where i didn't want him to look at the monitor. I switched into speaker mode and put aside the headphones. I was supposed to do it, but i do not know who supposed so. He was intrigued by the laughter in the background.He told me 'It was his job and not theirs'. I feel that grown up men don't want to like certain things. Sometimes, they don't even give it a chance. That Day, i asked him to give it a chance.
It was a long time since we've had fun together. Infact i don't remember the last time. I hope it is just my memory. It could've been an episode of dating, like many others or it could've been the one with parties.But due to no 'Particular' reason it involved Raymond and his cute son Jeffry. Slowly, he started warming up and picking the tempo.When Raymond shouted at jeffrey, he saw a lot of himself. When Jeffrey fooled around with the basketball, i saw a lot of myself. When Raymond and jeffrey talked to each other, we saw a lot of what wasn't ourselves. Ray spoke to us so easily thru his show.I got a call on my mobile, i switched my moblie off. I hoped that the mobile, door-bell, alarm and every frigging distracting object kept its nouth shut. It was a 'moment', i wanted it to last.
When jeffrey's friend asked jeffrey 'Is that man sitting over there, your dad?'pointing to raymond. Jeffery shook his head.I laughed so hard that i spilt tea all over myself.My dad reached for my head and patted me.The spilling was just an excuse. It was all happening in slow motion. We both owned something very precious and this was the way to honour it.My dad and me, laughing in front of a small screen as if ......Now you know what they mean, when they say 'They have run out of comparisons'.I wished that the episode had gone on, maybe for the rest of our lives.However, it did end, but i hope, ours never will.
I would give anything to sit with my dad and watch the sun go down. Our hands holding on to cold beer. Laughing and smiling.His hands over my shoulders. I, his support and he, my teacher.This is my dad. The man who gave his heart, nerve and sinew for my life.The man who wished that i would grow up into the happiest man on earth.The man, who swore to live his life on the greatest of ideals.If only i could honour him.There is also this man who doesn't give things a shot, who doesn't enjoy everything about his life, who never shows himself. I want that man to leave my dad alone. Amen!