I am back in my hometown, Surat. It's one thing to tear up from nostalgia, but for me the biggest tear-jerker is how my father consistently always comes to pick me up. This time I reached in afternoon, but most of the times I reach at 2 AM, that's super late in the night! I always tell him I will come home as its just a few minutes of walk from railway station. But he still ALWAYS comes to pick me, be it in the middle of the night or pouring hard, he is always standing there with a smile....