Wednesday, June 24, 2015

My first hero !

How can I repay my Dad for all that he has done for me? Even this thought, frightens me as I feel that I will never be able to repay him ever for all that he has done for me and continues to do. 

Nostalgic memories flood my mind when I think of those childhood days when my Dad used to come home, tired from the day’s work. He would diligently bring chikkis (sweet made of groundnut and jaggery) for us - his three daughters. Even if he missed to bring the chikkis on any one evening, he would go back and bring us the precious chikkis. And we used to wait eagerly for him and the chikki, as it always had a cartoon sticker, which we used to collect! 

As soon as he used to come, we used to pounce on him and fill him with our adventures of the day. He used to patiently listen to all our crazy and childish stories without shooing us off! I am now amazed at the patience he had with us, after a long and tiring day at work. He would always be there for us – listening to us, playing with us and guiding us in the correct direction. Many a times I used to run to him at midnight, whenever I was frightened, whenever I could not get sleep or whenever I needed reassurance that the world would not come to an end! And every time he would reassure me, irrespective of the odd hours, in spite of he being in deep slumber…

He was my hero – strong and invincible. Nobody else in my eyes was as strong as him. And he continues to be my favourite hero!

During my childhood days, I often used to catch a cold and fall ill. All those nights, he used to sit next to my bed and hold my hand. Can I return the warmth of this reassuring hand? Can I make up for the sleepless nights; he sacrificed by spending, beside my bedside?

As I grew up, and became a teenager, I started having mood swings and at times thought my Dad used to preach a lot. Many times he put up with my tantrums without getting angry at me. In spite of all this, he was always there to guide me with regards to my personal problems and career choices. Can I say sorry to Dad, now? Can I make up for my erratic behaviour, now?

Now I am a grown up person and working professional. My Dad still continues to mentor me with regards to my professional and general dilemmas. In spite of being, an adult I still behave like an immature child, at times. And he continues to forgive me and guide me, whenever required. Can I take back the immature words that I have uttered and which may have hurt my Dad?

I have a nice year old daughter, who dotes on my father and believes my Dad is God! Yes, her belief is true. I am lucky and glad that my Dad continues to guide and teach my daughter, the principles of life that he taught me and my siblings. The principles which we, siblings, live by and try to implement in our daily life: truth, kindness, sincerity, love, passion, tenacity, being happy and more!

I very much agree that a mother’s love is infinite for her child. At the same time a father’s love is equally important to instill faith, love and confidence in a child!

How can I repay my Dad for making me a better person, a kind and sincere human being? By no means, I can repay all what he has done for me. Except by living by his principles, being patient with him and by often giving him a hug!! 

“This father’s day, I am expressing my love towards my dad by participating in the #HugYourDad activity at BlogAdda in association with Vicks.