Archer's book Prison Diary-II is a good read., Its here I came across Rudyard Kipling's marvellous poem " Thousandth Man" .As I read on,even before I could finish reading I knew who that thousandth person of my life was,my papa,my thousandth man!
Here is the poem:
Thousandth Man
One man in a thousand, Solomon says,
Will stick more close than a brother.
And it's worth while seeking him half your days
If you find him before the other.
Nine nundred and ninety-nine depend
On what the world sees in you,
But the Thousandth man will stand your friend
With the whole round world agin you.
'Tis neither promise nor prayer nor show
Will settle the finding for 'ee.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of 'em go
By your looks, or your acts, or your glory.
But if he finds you and you find him.
The rest of the world don't matter;
For the Thousandth Man will sink or swim
With you in any water.
You can use his purse with no more talk
Than he uses yours for his spendings,
And laugh and meet in your daily walk
As though there had been no lendings.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of 'em call
For silver and gold in their dealings;
But the Thousandth Man h's worth 'em all,
Because you can show him your feelings.
His wrong's your wrong, and his right's your right,
In season or out of season.
Stand up and back it in all men's sight --
With that for your only reason!
Nine hundred and ninety-nine can't bide
The shame or mocking or laughter,
But the Thousandth Man will stand by your side
To the gallows-foot -- and after!
-Rudyard Kipling
Who else would have stood by me yesterday,who still stands by me today and will stand stand by me like this for years and years to come,unto my death.My dad ofcourse,my thousandth man indeed!
Wise men have said, " All that changes is untruth".What else is then ,the biggest truth of my life,that which doesn't change at all, my dad's love!
Thousands love to my papa.
