Date- June 21st 2015
Happy Father's day , Dad ! Miss you dearly. Not only you made a wonderful father but you were a person with a heart of gold and a humane disposition of peace and conciliatory. Today, I wish I could hear you say that you have missed the flattering notes that I wrote you on this occasion. How you just laughed it off and kissed my forehead saying you were proud of me. You are missed every single day since the last I saw you six years ago, Dad. I cannot thank you enough for making me independent, choosing my life and living on my own terms defying the family norms. And thanks for imbibing me earlier on - there's more to life than being domesticated - married and having kids.
Yes,life moves on as it does with everyone : by seeking solace in the old adage -'God takes the best angels first' But, today when I look back at the wounds that scarred us with your untimely death, I just can't help but think of the drudgery we treaded through. Not only your death saddened us, but bought me to a broad daylight and practicalities of life which changed the circumstances forever. It would have never been an easy one without Mumma's willpower and fortitude in those tough times when you weren't there. For the times she has managed through thick and thin fighting against the odds with a heart of lioness and courage. Just like you always wanted me to be an equal to brother, Mumma left no stone unturned and lived by your word from giving me the independence of choosing my own life - living alone , choosing my partner and even supporting brother's independent decisions.
I’m taking this opportunity to bow down to Mumma on this day, Dad who stepped in when you couldn't be there on the most important days of our lives. I see you in her and continue to seek inspiration. And today on father’s day , I owe it to Mumma for being there and being more than a father figure. Love you both to bits.
Happy Father's day , Dad ! Miss you dearly. Not only you made a wonderful father but you were a person with a heart of gold and a humane disposition of peace and conciliatory. Today, I wish I could hear you say that you have missed the flattering notes that I wrote you on this occasion. How you just laughed it off and kissed my forehead saying you were proud of me. You are missed every single day since the last I saw you six years ago, Dad. I cannot thank you enough for making me independent, choosing my life and living on my own terms defying the family norms. And thanks for imbibing me earlier on - there's more to life than being domesticated - married and having kids.
Yes,life moves on as it does with everyone : by seeking solace in the old adage -'God takes the best angels first' But, today when I look back at the wounds that scarred us with your untimely death, I just can't help but think of the drudgery we treaded through. Not only your death saddened us, but bought me to a broad daylight and practicalities of life which changed the circumstances forever. It would have never been an easy one without Mumma's willpower and fortitude in those tough times when you weren't there. For the times she has managed through thick and thin fighting against the odds with a heart of lioness and courage. Just like you always wanted me to be an equal to brother, Mumma left no stone unturned and lived by your word from giving me the independence of choosing my own life - living alone , choosing my partner and even supporting brother's independent decisions.
I’m taking this opportunity to bow down to Mumma on this day, Dad who stepped in when you couldn't be there on the most important days of our lives. I see you in her and continue to seek inspiration. And today on father’s day , I owe it to Mumma for being there and being more than a father figure. Love you both to bits.
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