This morning when the newspaper was in front of me , my eyes caught the article on Father's day.It read that today's father are mostly "Alpha dads". I got curious and read further. Was it something I could relate to? Yes, everything has been so familiar to me too. It just needs to close my eyes and walk down the memory lane.
The house of Sector 3D, Bokaro steel city. I was just a little girl. My papa always loves to narrate his memories. I know how special these memories are, to my parents , my brother and to me.
I was just three years old. Every evening , on hearing the noise of Lambretta scooter, I would run carrying the folded newspaper and hide behind the door.My papa would come quietly and look for me.I giggled behind the door.My mummy just smiled at me. Quietly following my papa , I would pat my papa with newspaper in my hand. He would jump with joy.That moment IS HAPPINESS. After a long tiring day, whether it is dad returning from office or child returning from school, husband and wife,the first glimpse of seeing each other is a moment to be felt. A moment of being happy.
Father and daughter have a great bonding. I know it. I can feel this same now with my family too.
In school , I was not good always. sometimes carrying excellent cards sometimes with bad marks. he never shouted at me.He just got sad and that was enough for me to be in tears.He taught me maths, tried his best, did lose his temper at times.My papa has been a good swimmer and won many prizes in Bokaro club too.He made sure that my brother and I also learn swimming. I am writing all this because in today's words he has always been an "Alpha dad".
During Delhi University admissions running from colleges to colleges in scorching heat. That year was tearful. He dropped me in the hostel. He was in tears. I know now that moment IS EMOTIONAL.He had confidence in me . He knew I had to learn more staying away from home.
There was no mobile that time. Once a week I could talk to my parents. I used to get inspiring letters from my papa.His writing is a treasure for me.My friends often got surprised and did ask me "How you can share so much with your dad?" I felt proud.
Engineers cannot sit idle at home.Their house have enough proofs of technical skill. I remember on Sundays my father was busy making a book shelf for me or helping me draw a school project with technical drawing skills. My every painting was put on the wall and that made me feel so encouraged and happy.My mother won many prizes in Mahila Samiti .Once she won for salad dressing because that too had technical hand in that.Family of engineers, still at my home, I experience that.
I have countless moments to share.I love remembering every moment spent with my father.Even today when i am married and have a family, I wish to see his same smile , listen to him. Just the day before, my daughter said "Mummy I wish we could go to Bokaro and see nana receiving us on the station."I was so surprised and told her that it was when you were three !
Father and daughter continue to have great emotional bonding. Things may go wrong , failures do happen but with confidence I can proudly say that " Papa is always the strength in the family"
On this father's day, I happily, emotionally and frankly write " I will always be your little daughter".
The house of Sector 3D, Bokaro steel city. I was just a little girl. My papa always loves to narrate his memories. I know how special these memories are, to my parents , my brother and to me.
I was just three years old. Every evening , on hearing the noise of Lambretta scooter, I would run carrying the folded newspaper and hide behind the door.My papa would come quietly and look for me.I giggled behind the door.My mummy just smiled at me. Quietly following my papa , I would pat my papa with newspaper in my hand. He would jump with joy.That moment IS HAPPINESS. After a long tiring day, whether it is dad returning from office or child returning from school, husband and wife,the first glimpse of seeing each other is a moment to be felt. A moment of being happy.
Father and daughter have a great bonding. I know it. I can feel this same now with my family too.
In school , I was not good always. sometimes carrying excellent cards sometimes with bad marks. he never shouted at me.He just got sad and that was enough for me to be in tears.He taught me maths, tried his best, did lose his temper at times.My papa has been a good swimmer and won many prizes in Bokaro club too.He made sure that my brother and I also learn swimming. I am writing all this because in today's words he has always been an "Alpha dad".
During Delhi University admissions running from colleges to colleges in scorching heat. That year was tearful. He dropped me in the hostel. He was in tears. I know now that moment IS EMOTIONAL.He had confidence in me . He knew I had to learn more staying away from home.
There was no mobile that time. Once a week I could talk to my parents. I used to get inspiring letters from my papa.His writing is a treasure for me.My friends often got surprised and did ask me "How you can share so much with your dad?" I felt proud.
Engineers cannot sit idle at home.Their house have enough proofs of technical skill. I remember on Sundays my father was busy making a book shelf for me or helping me draw a school project with technical drawing skills. My every painting was put on the wall and that made me feel so encouraged and happy.My mother won many prizes in Mahila Samiti .Once she won for salad dressing because that too had technical hand in that.Family of engineers, still at my home, I experience that.
I have countless moments to share.I love remembering every moment spent with my father.Even today when i am married and have a family, I wish to see his same smile , listen to him. Just the day before, my daughter said "Mummy I wish we could go to Bokaro and see nana receiving us on the station."I was so surprised and told her that it was when you were three !
Father and daughter continue to have great emotional bonding. Things may go wrong , failures do happen but with confidence I can proudly say that " Papa is always the strength in the family"
On this father's day, I happily, emotionally and frankly write " I will always be your little daughter".
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