Gita and Mummy were off on a holiday. Daddy wasn’t going with them, but he went to the station to see them off. As he sat chatting in the compartment, waiting for the train to leave, Mummy looked anxiously at her watch.
“Daddy”, she said, “the train will be starting any minute now. You ought to get off.”
“Yes”, agreed Daddy, and got down from the train, but continued to chat with them through the window, from the platform outside. After a while, Mummy again looked at her watch, and said “Something must be wrong with this train. It should have left two minutes ago. Daddy glanced at the station clock and realized that mummy’s watch was a little ahead of the clock, and that the train would be leaving very shortly. By this time Gita became worried.
“If the train doesn’t start, what will happen to our holiday?” she asked her Mummy.
Mummy was about to tell Gita not to worry, and that even if they were delayed a little it wasn’t going to spoil their holiday, but Daddy winked at Mummy and put his finger to his lips and spoke instead.
“Don’t you worry “, he told Gita, “if the train doesn’t start, I’ll push it and get it started for you. You’ve seen me push our car and start it. Well, I’ll do the same to the train.
“But our car is only a tiny Maruti”, protested Gita, “and this train is enormous. How will you do it?”
“Aren’t I the strongest Daddy in the world?” he asked. Like all little girls, Gita really believed her Daddy was the strongest, so she nodded dumbly, but still felt uncertain about him pushing the train.
“Watch me “, said Daddy, taking a deep breath and puffing out his chest. Then he held on to the window and, with much grunting and groaning, pretended to make a great effort at pushing the train. People nearby, smiled at daddy’s antics, and a little dog appeared from somewhere, wagged its tail, and barked at Daddy.
By then it was time for the train to leave. It gave a jolt, and to Gita’s amazement, it really did begin to move forwards. Daddy kept on grunting and groaning and making a big show of pushing the train as it gathered speed. He stopped pushing only when it was too fast for him to keep up with it. Little Gita standing at the window, cheered and clapped for her Daddy. She was surprised no one else joined her, not even Mummy, who simply said
“Bye Daddy, look after yourself”, as she waved goodbye and blew him a kiss.
“Never mind”, said Gita to herself “Now I know for sure, that I have the strongest daddy in the world.”