Its fathers day today and I want to be honest in realising that in the 31 odd years of my life and 70+ years of my dad I have never really told him that I love him.I mean of course in gestures and meaningful hugs but never the so called three magical words.
Not that during all my formative years I was not exposed to the phenomenon of superdad and father's day and not even because i thought the traditional him would not really understand ,but I guess only because what he means to me and what he has contributed to me as an individual was too immense to be summed up in a cliche phrase.
Now that I am aparent myself I realise it even more that what moms and dads give us is simply beyond any measure.As I grew up I did start seeing my parents in a new light ,as also individuals with their pecularities and flaws ,but nevertheless dad "papa",as I call him will always be my hero.
As I am writing this he calls and as usual we talk about routine things ,I once again try to push the I LoVE YOU out but am choked with emotion and I know he knows....
Papa I Love You......
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I do think that most of us don't express "I LUV U" phrase to r parents cos in my view it appears to be a formal thing bcos in deep v know how much v luv them !
ReplyDeleteI don't think that we Indians need to follow these Western concepts of celebrating particular days to remind our near & dear ones that we love them.Most of us barring the so called M TV generation,do so every day by our actions n gestures.
ReplyDeleteyes seema you are right but alot of us are living the americanised life in terms of pace and in cities away from parents so we shuld stop by once in a while atleast to ponder on priorities in life and people who really matter.
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