His annual holiday having drawn to a close, my friend returns to his parents' abode today. His father and mother are quite strict in this respect. Not a day's extension is permitted, no excuses acceptable. Much as we would like him to stay longer, we know in our hearts that he cannot. His father, though kind and generous to a fault, has a well-deserved reputation for being hot-tempered .His mother - well, like most mothers she probably can't bear to be separated from her 'baby' for long, and often comes here to fetch him herself. A wonderful,beauteous lady, devoted mother and loving wife. My friend, her younger son, is the apple of her eye (his elder brother is often subject to pangs of jealousy and sibling rivalry on that account!).
Though the weather here is not what he is accustomed to, I've never heard him complain about the heat,humidity or rains. (That's more than you can say of most local residents!). Considering the fact that he is a (grand)child of the mountains he must find our climate unsalubrious, to say the least. Yet he unfailingly visits us year after year.
Good-bye - no, never!! Au revoir, Ganapati. We shall meet again next year.
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