A Day with my dad!!!

It was Saturday, the twenty-first of July...the long-awaited day had come. My dad was coming to see me in Hyderabad, for the first time. It was seven in the morning. I could not comprehend if time was moving slow or fast. getting into the most proximal auto that I could find, I rushed to the Nampally Hyderabad Deccan, almost an hour before Charminar Express's scheduled arrival time.
Thanks to one of the most resilient attitudes of Indian Railways: 'Never be on Time'. The train arrived twenty minutes late. As the steps of the compartment were caressing the platform, I saw the familiar white-shirt-clad man step out of S8. It was my dad!!!
My joy knew no bounds at that time. I stepped out of the station as proud as a stag! I felt like I was at home after a long, long time. After gulping a quick breakfast, we first went to my new house in Mehdipatnam and I got some eatables which I deem as earthly elixirs.
And then we went to the ChaCha Nehru Park in Masab Tank where we were to spend the next four hours. The rest of Google was in i-max watching harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. But I was with my own Albus Dumbledore. We spent hours talking on things that meant a lot to me.
And for lunch, we strolled through Masab Tank and finally found a hotel. My dad, as usual, had a plate of south Indian meals. And then we headed for Hyderabad Central, the famed and fabled shopping mall of Hyderabad. Though we did nothing useful, we did nothing useless either.
All these were going on and though I am a physics student, I failed to recognize that time was moving. It was time to drop my dad in the railway station. I went with him to the station. I remembered seeing the station in the morning but the things were so different. The day seemed to have moved so fast.
The same train, approaching in the same direction, but triggering a different set of emotions. I knew that what was a reality till then, was going to charge my synapses and become fond memories. (Sometimes it is good to have philosophies. They comfort you when you've answered 1+1=3!!)
My dad got into the train and the train got into linear motion. And the train left the place, and I left the place with steps measured, with memories to treasure, memories to cherish and memories that will never perish!!