Saturday, June 11, 2005
One father is more than a hundred schoolmasters
a father is someone that
holds your hand at the fair
makes sure you do what your mother says
holds back your hair when yor are sick
brushes that hair when it is tangled because mother is too busy
lets you eat ice cream for breakfeast
but only when mother is away
he walks you down the aisle
and tells you everythings gonna be ok
Yes...that's how my Dad is :) I feel so proud to talk about him...infact I have this dream of writing a book on him...its composed in my mind...and as I think about it...more..I feel it will be a book on my childhood :) and my life...so then...am I writing book on myself???... these thoughts have often made me to stay away from writing :)...My relation with my dad is so different...we speak little but we both know how much we love eachother and the respect that I have for him...that I can do anything for his happiness :).
Even before I was born...my Dad had decided my name :) ...he said if the baby is going to be a boy...then mom will decide the name :)...this makes me very special...:D...my Dad used to dress me up for school...and since we were in the Defence premises...my Dad had a lot of impact of that and I grew up in that surroundings with those discipline and rule & regulations....I always used to get prize in school for best & well dressed kid ...lol...& I give all that credit to my Dad. Whenever I used to feel low because the kind of marks I used imagine to score in exams...if I didn't get those...he used to encourage me in his own way with little but effective words...and for me...that was a big relief...!!! Often when I used to be mad or angry at something my Dad used to keep his hand on my head...and used to move it in circular manner :) and the magic was that ...a big smile comes on my face :D...the feeling is that of being blessed. My Dad is a strict guy :D...my friends they get scarred of him still hehehe..but he has that faith and confidence in me and that is something which binds me with him and his principles...I want to thank my Dad ..which is so less...but this day I can talk about him all day...see didn't I tell you..I can write a book on him :D...!!!!
Dad...I love you and I want to tell you how much I want to be with you and spend time with you and share all those moments which I have not been due to some or the other reasons..!!!
Daddy no one can decribe in words what a father means. happy fathers day daddy, and remember i love you
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