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DADDY, The pain never goes away and every time the same question pops up, why you? Why us? The same thoughts rise in my mind, how nice it would have been if you were here for some more time.
When I was small, I didn’t realize everything you did for me, standing in the queue for the whole night just for an application form to get me into a good school, dropping me to all my examination centers, waiting outside while I gave my first interview, teaching me to drive my first bike. You really made me believe that a daughter is a princess for her father.
You were so special. You are loved and remembered by every one in the family because you touched each one of us with your caring, understanding and kind nature. I feel so proud when you are looked upon as a benchmark for good parenting.
Daddy, I promise you that I will bring up both my kids in a way that will make you proud wherever you are.
There are not enough words to describe what I feel at this moment and to say how important you are. If someone grants me a wish, I will only ask for some more time with you. Nothing else matters. There is a special place in my heart only for you.
The day when you gave me away and we cried, both of us did not realize there will come a day when we will part with each other for ever. All I have now are memories.
To the man who loved like no one else can, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY.
To who ever is reading this post, please don’t wait until it’s too late to tell your parents how much you love them.
I want to just believe that my dad is with me every moment and I pray that he can hear me wherever he is.
I LOVE YOU, DADDY!
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Women today don’t want to be in a partnership that complicates their lives further. They need an equal partner with whom they can figure out life as a team, playing by each other’s strengths.
We all are familiar with that one annoying aunty who is more interested in our marital status than in the dessert counter at a wedding. But these aunties have somehow become obsolete now. Now they are replaced by men we have in our lives. Friends, family, and even work colleagues. It’s the men who are worried about why we are not saying yes to one among their clans. What is wrong with us? Aren’t we scared of dying alone? Like them?
A recent interaction with a guy friend of mine turned sour when he lectured me about how I would regret not getting married at the right time. He lectured that every event in our lives needs to be completed within a certain timeframe set by society else we are doomed. I wasn’t angry. I was just disappointed to realize that annoying aunties are rapidly doubling in our society. And they don’t just appear at weddings or family functions anymore. They are everywhere. They are the real pandemic.
Let’s examine this a little closer.
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