Father.....The one who is indeed special for all of us. The person who loves us to the core, though they fail to express it all the time. For him I am his princess and his small world. His day begins with the sentence 'Did my little angel woke up?' and ends with the sentence "Why is she not home till now? Please call her and ask how much more time will it take ?(To my mom ofcourse)" And as soon as I enter the house I hear a voice coming "Now since you are back, I can sleep peacefully ". I think words or may be a blog would be too small to express my gratitude towards him. During my childhood he was the one who used to leave his work inbetween just to pick me up from my school. And that golden moment when I used to come out of the school gate looking for my bus..I could see him standing,waiting in the sun for his little princess to come and that glimpse was enough to make me smile..Early morning I used to miss my school bus and I remember sitting on his scooter and he slowly riding it towards my school almost everyday. I remember him standing all day at terrace onthe day of kite flying, burning crackers with me..just to make me smile.I remember him coming running to my room handing over me my pocket money from his salary every month..Coz that was most important for him.Things which he buys for me were never expensive. Yet, same things were expensive when it came to spending on himself. Strange is'nt it?..But that's how fathers are. I can't recall a single thing which I've demanded for and not got from him.My silly demands like be it a packet of chips or for that matter a personal car..He fulfiled it all. My summer vaccations used to be his time on duty And he was indeed very PUNCTUAL. Ehh..Not office duty, Duty at home..From being my care taker to being my nanny..He did it all !
That serene and soft smile all the time..That voice full of love and blessings..That tenderness..That hand of protection and care..Yes that's my daddaa..!
We often think of a mother's love in colorful, warm, and tender terms; but we are reluctant to do the same for fathers and we forget to thank our fathers. Do we ever think that they are the ones who don't show it, but we are a world to them. Do we ever realise as soon as we enter their lives the so called boy who is now a man forgets his huge friend circle, his bachelor times, his night outs(all of us know what kind of party animals men usually are :p)
and runs after us all the time..Daughters are the most precious gift to father. We never realise as we are growing old our fathers are growing older. We forget the times they used to take leaves just to celebrate our b'days. We are so busy with our lives that we forget to thank that man who has simply given his life to us..My dear dadaa..you have worked so hard to make sure I was happy and healthy and I had everything I needed..
By the time we realise when we ourselves come at that stage probably it's too late..As we say..A father is first love of his daughter and first hero of his son.
I can still hear that voice in my ears all the time..at my workplace, college, while driving, outing with friends and all the possible times which says "Beta let me know whenever you need anything.Do you need more money?.I am just a call away..Please come back home on time." and always just one and only one question "You fine no?"
That scene from the movie Yeh Jawani hai deewani touched my heart when a father asked his son not to go away for further studies and son agreed..father said "Will you really stay back if I say a no? And it was more than enough for him that his son agreed to what he said..He said "you go wherever you want, live life the way you wish to.remember one thing..I am always there with you "
It's a big thing for him even if we say yes to something for his happiness. Is'nt it our duty to show our gratitude? We forget the times when he left all his work for just one day (our birthday)..just to be with us..We are so busy with our work that we forget to take a day off and just be with him on his b'day. What else does he wants? To a father growing old nothing is dearer than his daughter..So this one is for you Dadaa..My king..My hero..my first love..no matter how old you grow you'll always be my superstar..Yes this is for you..yet many years to go..25th April..My dadaa's b'day. And this is for him. I am nothing without you, you are my whole world.Thankyou for giving one more valuable year of your life fully and entirely to me :)
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