I vaguely recollect the slow gentle pat my mother gave to lull me. It was the First pat on my back that of love and care.
My first few steps to walk earned me the Second pat on my back .It was my father assuring me of support in all that I would do in life.
Now I was familiar with the pats and was excited when I received the Third pat on my back from my teachers.Giving me wings of education they set me out to fly and strengthen myself in the vast world beyond.
Busy with the mundane work and mindless of the pats, the Fourth pat on my back was from my seniors at work.It helped me successfully climb the difficult mountains of success and reach the peak.
Now at the Sunset of my life I await- the Fifth pat on my back to comfort and cuddle me again, even as my wrinkled hands pat the back of my near and dear ones. - Medha
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