That's my dad. I made this pencil sketch 12years ago. He never been like a strict father but been more like a friend to me always, full of fun around him. My bad, I lost the original frame in transit somehow.
To introduce a little about my father, he was a Mathematics teacher in Tribal welfare schools. They are residential schools, tribal students with zero privileged background, etc. needs support in all the ways. Education is the second priority to them because the first priority is making sure to meet their basic needs like proper food, clothing and shelter. They do not even know how to fight for their rights. So, he used to ensure his support to them in meeting their needs. He is my first Humanist, a science enthusiast, a role model who cares in Human relations and Human rights. I still remember his Fights against corrupt at work.
Such a great father but sadly, he passed away in 2006. We donated his eyes and body to Kaktiya Medical College, Warangal.
Remembering a great father, my father.
#HappyFathersDay
To introduce a little about my father, he was a Mathematics teacher in Tribal welfare schools. They are residential schools, tribal students with zero privileged background, etc. needs support in all the ways. Education is the second priority to them because the first priority is making sure to meet their basic needs like proper food, clothing and shelter. They do not even know how to fight for their rights. So, he used to ensure his support to them in meeting their needs. He is my first Humanist, a science enthusiast, a role model who cares in Human relations and Human rights. I still remember his Fights against corrupt at work.
Such a great father but sadly, he passed away in 2006. We donated his eyes and body to Kaktiya Medical College, Warangal.
Remembering a great father, my father.
#HappyFathersDay
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