Coffee on My Dad After 3 Years.

As someone who rarely shows emotions, I was recently reminded of the profound impact my father had on others. While preparing for some tests and waking up at 5 AM, I craved my usual coffee. My wife had gone to my in-laws for delivery, so I googled for a new coffee machine delivery nearby, providing my address and last name.

The next day, a coffee machine owner showed up to fix the machine. As he worked, he noticed my dad’s photo hanging on the wall. When he finished, I asked for the price, and he responded, "I wish I could do more for you; this is the smallest favor I can do for your dad." Shocked, I asked how he knew about my dad, who had passed away three years ago.

He revealed that my dad had helped him during his early days. Now, he owns

three coffee shops and delivers coffee to two of the biggest cities in our state. He declined to accept any money, explaining that my dad had sponsored others to buy autos, and had a significant impact on his life. He usually doesn't fix machines, but after hearing my last name, he felt compelled to visit my home.

As Nirajan, the coffee shop owner, left, tears rolled down my cheeks, and for the first time in my life, I cried uncontrollably with nobody there to console me. I missed my dad intensely and realized the incredible legacy he left behind. My father served the central government of India (BSNL) for 40 years. In his memory, I named my child after him and served food to 20 orphans every year on his funeral day. I believe my dad is reborn in my child, and I am committed to continuing his legacy by providing good education, health, and love.

What else can I do to honor the memory of my dad? Some people might think I do this to gain sympathy, but it is my pride in how great my dad was.

This encounter with the coffee machine reminded me that helping someone will eventually come back to you, filling me with immense pride. My dad is truly a legend to me. This is my bloodline.