It’s so rare that we find soul mates in our parents. You’re more than just my soul mate. You’re my hero. My life – saver and the ONLY MAN in my life. I owe everything to you. Past few years, when I struggled, you struggled with me. When I cried, you secretly cried with me. When I partied, you stayed back home to enjoy my happiness. I hope to be a sincere and good hearted person like you. Because, I have not seen a simpler and a genuine person such as you. For …my only folly has been attachment, and I’m ready to take a bullet for you. I hope I can make you proud. I know I will, because you have your hopes riding on me, but once have you made me feel pressurized.
Even though you drive me up the wall and fight with me for no reason. You’re still such a kid. The 6 day old daughter you held and completely understood her back then, is here because of you today. I’m being explicit and open about my gratitude towards you for the first time. I guess, it’s about time you know I love you a little more than Mom. Happy Birthday Dad. Have a great one, even though I know you’ll be working. Nevertheless, I hope and pray you stay healthy always. Our family starts and ends at you. Thank you for being my Hero.
This child like all others, especially daughters see their fathers as their ultimate hero. The first encounter with a beautiful soul who protects but never punishes. Who smiles but never expresses. Who is there when the sky is dark, shadowing his light upon us. He is the one who holds the family, is a pillar. He is strong and wise, but there’s a child within him that resides. His world lights up when their daughters smile, when his son crosses his height. The world is an oyster, a comfortable place for us and the shell is our dear father. There’s so much in their heart, they can’t vent out. They have to be the rock, they can’t bend down. How easily we demand, “I want an ipod for my birthday”, he wont buy his dream car, instead gets you two of them.
So many childhood memories flash across my eyes, the small trips to amusement parks, those barbies and surprise parties. The first time we learn a sport to the time we start doing our business projects. A lesson taught by our father stays in heart for the longest time. They don’t speak much, but they can take you on a roller coaster ride of laughter and joy. They won’t cry, but they will put in extra hours at office just to get your dreams come by.
Their aura is pure and their love unconditional. How often we forget his trails. Today, this very special day when my father turns a year other, a thought gushes my mind and tears me up. “My father is my lifeline.”
Even Bollywood agrees to me : “It’s all about loving your parents.”