Monday 22 April 2013

My Father, My Soldier For Life!



 
The first man in any girl’s life is her father and ditto with me.  He has been my first-love and the source of inspiration who taught me to believe in myself, the biggest endowment he has bestowed on me which has stood me in good stead through the crests and troughs of life.  He has been my soldier from the day I was born.  My birth was unfortunately not welcomed the way it should or at least could have been as my conservative family was quite taken aback by the birth of a daughter.  Instead of happiness on the occasion, there was more a veil of disappointment which was very hard on my parents, who were supposed to be ‘celebrating’ their first-born!  My father stood stoically in the face of it all, as though in the dock his only ‘crime’ being the birth of a daughter.  Seeing the antagonistic hostility all around was perhaps the biggest compelling factor that made him more possessive about me than ever.  I became the cynosure of all his love and attention.  He actually became my soldier in thought and action, sheltering me from the vicissitudes of life like only he could.  He explained to all those opposed to my gender that he was responsible for it and not mom who had come in for immense flak for no fault of hers.  Dad taught me to set my own standards, and achieve them for he said that his daughter would not follow the beaten path but set her own trail.  He imbibed in me principles of believing in my capabilities never mind what others thought or had to say about them.  His has been the strongest shoulder all my life and his jadoo ki jhappi works as fine today as it did yesterday.  All my life I have been the pivot of his existence and am referred to as his Princess even today.  He never gave up on me even when I faltered, unsure of myself.   He has amply lived up to the statement that a dad is someone who wants to catch you before you fall  but instead picks you up, brushes you off, and, let’s you try again!  My father’s protection of me has been the greatest gift of my childhood to me!  I take pride in being daddy’s little (!) girl.  In life I did find my prince, but my daddy is my still my king. My daddy strongest and best-est! My Father, My Soldier For Life!

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