"Dad, I do not have enough money to support you. Please understand, my wife can't do all those little things for you. I know you are old and you need us but I can't" he said at the dinner table. His dad looked with tear filled eyes and left through the back door.
He too left for bed. He dreamt of his father wandering aimlessly and asking for some petty jobs at workshops. He stood up straight as he remembered how his father had once gone from door to door for job when they were short of money.
Guilt shot up. He exited the back door as soon as he could and searched for the old man. He was nowhere to be found. Then he heard small coughs from somewhere distant.
Following the lead, he caught up on his life.
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