Once there was an old man in the village. He was on the last stages of life dealing with many health problems. One day he said his son to take him to the fields. The son took him out as he said. They both were sitting on a bit high place watching at the field. At the time the father saw a crow. He asked his son that " what is this my son". His son replied it's a crow. The asked again about the same bird The son replied with the same answer. The father asked for the third time and the son answered again. But when the father asked again about the same bird. The son got frustrated And replied "What Papa I have told the bird name three times and you still didn't got it.
Then the father put his hand in the pocket and pulled out a page of his pocket And handed it to his son. And said, "look my son, it was the same place 25 years ago, where you asked about the same bird 25 times and I answered your question each time even without changing my tone".
At that, the son got embarrassed but for a reason.
We all know that the love and care of our parents for us is unmeasurable. But could we love and take care of them as they do? Could we pay them back all?
I'll say not at all. But we should try our best to pay them back as we can. Our life is all because of them so we should to refuse or disrespect any of their call.