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..This should be short...
...Its 12:45 at night and have two assignments due tomorrow...and well just kinda trying to get a break...This has been a weird day..and as expected am hunting for words right now...It been more like , i want-to-go-to-my-baba-right-now day...No, nothing is going wrong here , no one is killing me, no one is hating me... (or maybe...)..Its just one of those moments when all a girl needs is her hero, her father...
Like they say, a Dad is a son's first hero and a daughter's first love..but for me he is both, my always-standing-tall hero , my first love, cause i know there is no place higher than on my Daddy's shoulders.I remember when i was this kid and one day i had this real fight with a bunch of boys , i came home crying, looking for my mother , and she wasnt home and my father came upto me and asked what was wrong , i told him , that i had a fight with 4 boys and they had hit me , then he asked me , 'so did you hit them back as well ?' and i cried and said , 'They are boys baba , i am a girl , they are stronger'...and i still remember what he said that day , he picked me up , rubbed my tears and said, 'That doesnt matter darling , coz you will always be my strong li'll son. Just go fight them.' And he hugged me tight. I actually went out , ran to them and hit them straight. I dont remember who won , what i remember is what my father told me that still gets me through many a situations.
Baba is someone i know i'll never outgrow my need for. He is someone i know i'll look upto forever , no matter how tall i have grown.
Now that i am so soooo far from him , i realise HE MAKES ME.There are times when i look at life and at it's fight-with-a-bunch-of-boys situation and i wonder if i could run to my dad straight away and he could just hug me . I am just another ordinary girl , overweight , ugly , mediocre and well..nothing special , but to him , i am his li'll Princess. No matter what he'll always manage to find something in me that i never knew i had , something for which i would love myself .
Ma says , Baba always wanted a daughter and the day i was born , well .....he went around saying everyone , i have a daughter , and she will be my son...
My father never tells me how to live; he lives, and lets me watch him do it.
So now that i have been missing my dad terribly at the moment and i really cant catch a flight back home, this blog is for him. I just wanted to tell him..that Baba, some day I will meet my prince charming but YOU...... will always be my king!
Because i know, you will alway be my biggest fan , even when i strike out.....Because the only man i have ever trusted in my life and the one i only will , is you Baba.
You tickled my toes....checked for monsters , showed me the stars....And taught me how to reach them...I love you Dad.
