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Yaar- Papa... That's how my son addresses me. He has been doing so for sometime but somehow I only noticed it a few days back. " Yaar " in Hindi is generally used for someone who is a bosom friend ( langotiya yaar  sounds better) and "Papa" should wield respect and a guarded distance. That truly sounds like an oxymoron, surely Yaar & Papa seem contradictory. Forget calling my Father  Yaar- Papa, I wouldn't dare even uttering the " Yaar " word in front of him as he considered it  sadak chhap (language of the ruffians), all of which was forbidden to be used. I would barely see my Father once a week, sometimes even once a month when he would go off on extended business tours. He had a large family to feed and five younger siblings to get married off while I was being brought up by my Aunts. There was absolutely no way of getting any closer to my Father. So, when I heard my son calling me Yaar-Papa, it made me thinking. While everyone keeps ...

All of us wish to succeed. Doesn't matter which field we choose, be it medicine, business, entertainment, tourism, sports, law, administrative services or corporate. Irrespective of where we are from, Gangtok to Gandhidham or Kargil to Kollam. Nothing to do with the socio economic class, religion, caste, gender or region. In spite of physical differences, shortcomings or handicaps. We all just want to be successful. Right from the formative years, we study hard, half of us would rise at unearthly hours while the other half would be getting to bed at that time, putting in 90-100 hours every week. Those of us who choose sports as the profession would invest similar number of hours on the field. Majority would be hopping from one tuition class to another interspersed with tennis, karate, dance and music classes while one is also expected to participate in quizzes, debates, Olympiads and extempores. Great... Finally all the hard work pays off and we end up being a successful entrep...