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My Dad is the Greatest!

This is a post which would be written by Aaryan Garg, when he grows up a bit more!!

My Dearest Dad
They say, all fathers are invisible in daytime; daytime is ruled by mothers and fathers come out at night. Darkness brings home fathers, with their real, unspeakable power. There is more to fathers than meets the eye. And you, my Dad, have nurtured, loved, developed, enlightened me all through my growing years…

Dad and Me are Too Close 2002 : After a day’s hard work, when it was time for you to rest, I would refuse to sleep and cry out loud, you would take me in your arms and rock me to sleep. And then instead of resting a while, you would look at me with love as I slept peacefully for a while.
Aaryan1 2003 : When I poked my finger into every nook and corner, fingered the carving in the furniture, shook a table, threw out all the books and artifacts from the shelves, climbed onto anything, you patiently helped me explore and learn.
Say Cheese... father-son duo 2004 : When mom thought I was in my “Terrible Twos”, you believed I was in my “Terrific Twos”. You found my imitations and even whining at everything and clinging to you or mom, very very endearing.
scan0001 2005 : Throwing tantrums at the drop of a hat (and many a times even if it was firmly placed) or refusing to listen to anything, am sure made mom worried about me growing into a tyrant. But your soothing words and pampering ways always had that calming effect on me.
scan0002 2006 : Dinosaurs fascinated me to no end. Painstakingly you would answer my curious questions on the Dinos and everything about them. And at that age I had 5 picture books on the Dinosaurs and their world. Thank you for opening my mind to a bigger world…
DSCN0875 2007 : Seeing you cook every weekend inspired me to try my hands at cooking too. And one Saturday morning, I prepared my first breakfast of Chocos with milk, while this shocked Mom (I am sure, she was more worried about me spilling the big container of milk inside and outside the fridge), you had that proud feeling of “Like father, like son” and it gave me a big boost.
DSCN1005 2008 : “Eat whatever is cooked at home. Finish whatever is in the plate…” are the mantras that have been inculcated by you. Though Mom would feel a bit sorry (and would give in too), if I would make a fuss about that dal or this veggie, but one look from you and I would scurry to finish my food. Thank you for giving me clear messages and right habits.
DSC01799 2009 : Ben-10 on TV and Car Racing on my PlayStation would hold my interest for hours together. You made me get going in the outdoor games by teaching and playing with me the game of bat and ball and learning the Karate moves from an amateur me.
DSC02340 2010 : Allowing me to help you take care of that injured bird which lay unconscious in our garden, or to hold that snake charmer’s snake (when other kids just ran away) or giving bath to our Aunty’s dog or sharing food in an orphanage…You have taught me to do some meaningful things…

Thank you for everything, Dad.
Love You                                                                                        
Aaryan
                                                                  To be continued…

This is my entry for Blogadda’s Tribute to Dad Contest

20 Responses

  1. Lovely sentiments expressed in words though what you actually feel is bit tough to put in words!!

    Did you read it aloud to Nanha?? What was his reaction?

    Great job, KG!! Miss your cooking:)

    Reading it, once again, brings a smile on my face:)

    Well penned, Shilpa!

    anan

  2. So full of feelings and beautifully expressed. I am sure your son will be proud of you and share the same feelings you penned down here, when he grows up.
    I wish this family all the happiness and success.

  3. such a beautiful post Shilpa. loved it very very much..pictures speak thousand words, and your words are like pictures 🙂

  4. Outstanding. Didn’t I say once that your posts are very honest. This one is an example.
    I intend sending a copy of this one to all the kids–especially the boys, in our family.

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