The HUM...

The story goes back a long way - about the time when I was 6 or 7 years old. My father used to drop me to school on the ATLAS cycle that he had. I used to sit in front - on the cycle rod with my two legs on two sides and feets resting on the front mud gaurd. Strange scene if you think about it now but it was norm those days. And i used to be so happy riding that way - the school scare all forgotten. The school was about a couple of kilometers from our home and it was a ride with up and low gradients both. But what always keeps coming back to my mind about all this is - my father used to hum all the way to school. It was not any particular song as such, it was just a hum and he would do that only at that time of day - when he was taking me to school. He was not into music in any way so i am sure that it was not a song - i used to think that i would give anything to know what that hum was....Now i do not think of deciphering it any more - because i think i know what it was ......
Change to another time and another era.......
I am new to fatherhood - got an 8 month old angel. When he cries or when he is scared i hold him close to myself and instantaneously start "humming" away his fears. And i know that i am not singing anything in particular - i am just soothing him and allaying his fears and apprehensions.
That's the reason i have stopped trying to decipher the hum of my father because i think i have inherited the same 'hum' from him.