On Father's Day this year,I would love to talk about my papa and kabir's papa both.I have not talked about my papa much in my blogs.But the fact is one of my first two best friends was my father,other was my dadi(grand mother).I was quite a loner in my childhood and for certain reasons didn't gt along well with my mom and my siblings....(today I find it hard to believe myself) .So the only people to whom I communicated at all were my father and my grand ma.My father was totally a self made man,all benefits of being son of freedom fighter parents connected to big shots of the time was taken by my uncle.My father started working at the age of 17....and worked till age of nearly 60 wen he got confined to bed after two heart attacks.
Many people,rather most of the people tell me that I look like my mother...if so thanx to her for my good lucks bt my broad forehead take after my papa and i am overall my papa's daughter.My nature and temperament take after my papa totally,for good or for bad.Basically I am an introvert and unsocial person like him.like him I prefer staying away from my relatives,like him, prefer staying at home and enjoying its cosy confines,relishing simple home made food.Like him I get along more with with oppositte sex and like him,I don't trust a soul....easily,till really want to.Like him,I have suffered heart breaks and like him nothing stops me from still committing blunders.Like he fell in love with my mom,and married her against all family pressures..(.yes,I guess love marriages run in my family because of him...:-))I too married Adi against his family wishes.I am a born romantic like my papa,and that papa used to say himself,though not very happily as he knew hw his failures are costing his family a lot and he didn't want me to inherit his traits and his failures in turn.
He had to leave education after graduation and he realised value of higher education so he always motivated me to go for higher education...and result is today I am double M.A(English literature and History),B.Ed,M.Phil and two professional courses-Diploma in mass co,and advanced diploma in creative writing....and thats yet not enough for me,I want to do course in special education and also do Ph.D.......One dream of his that I could not fulfill was being an I.A.S officer....so he told me that I shouldn't be content being a secondary school teacher but should teach in a college.He inculcated very high ambitions in me and there he sowed the seeds of rebellion in me....my mom is to be credited for my career and self dependent nature and my grand ma for my independent streak...After graduation,he wanted me to get married...studies could continue later....but by now I was used to success and power of knowledge,and I refused to marry that beginning of decay of our 20 year old friendship....He was shocked by my denial and gradually stopped talking to me much.Though he was proud of my successful career and my success as a teacher and thus my popularity,he wasn't happy.Iwas his eldest and dearest child and he was craving to see me married and settled...but i was just not ready to go for arranged marriage.....his genes of romanticism were taking shape in me and like a true romantic i was waiting for my prince charming.....
It was 9 may 2004...I met a decent ,very naive and as graceful a man I could ever imagine....within hours we were the best friends,he was from mumbai.....so it was a long distance friendship and within days ...I was head over heels in love with this man.he was Aditya,my future husband....it is said that first love of every daughter is her father.....thats very true....i saw glimpses of my father in aditya....and I respected him for what a good human being that he was ....we got married within months and till date I have never regretted my decision of marrying this wonderful malayali whom I hardly knew for months.....and I look forward to spending not just one but all my life times to come with him...After marriage,Aditya always supported my independent streak and hasn't been really happy with my decision to be full time home maker after birth of kabir....
Today papa is not there anymore.He died 7 years back....but he died a happy man as I had married by then.
Today I miss him when I want to just go chatty about my childhood.....I want to thank him for the sensitive and romantic soul that I am today.yes,I face lot of problems because of this but I prefer being this way......and because of my adoration for my father,I chose Aditya who is equally a sensitive,introvert man who respects people for their true worth.This father's day i share these moments of my beautiful memories with all those love me and care for me.
Many people,rather most of the people tell me that I look like my mother...if so thanx to her for my good lucks bt my broad forehead take after my papa and i am overall my papa's daughter.My nature and temperament take after my papa totally,for good or for bad.Basically I am an introvert and unsocial person like him.like him I prefer staying away from my relatives,like him, prefer staying at home and enjoying its cosy confines,relishing simple home made food.Like him I get along more with with oppositte sex and like him,I don't trust a soul....easily,till really want to.Like him,I have suffered heart breaks and like him nothing stops me from still committing blunders.Like he fell in love with my mom,and married her against all family pressures..(.yes,I guess love marriages run in my family because of him...:-))I too married Adi against his family wishes.I am a born romantic like my papa,and that papa used to say himself,though not very happily as he knew hw his failures are costing his family a lot and he didn't want me to inherit his traits and his failures in turn.
He had to leave education after graduation and he realised value of higher education so he always motivated me to go for higher education...and result is today I am double M.A(English literature and History),B.Ed,M.Phil and two professional courses-Diploma in mass co,and advanced diploma in creative writing....and thats yet not enough for me,I want to do course in special education and also do Ph.D.......One dream of his that I could not fulfill was being an I.A.S officer....so he told me that I shouldn't be content being a secondary school teacher but should teach in a college.He inculcated very high ambitions in me and there he sowed the seeds of rebellion in me....my mom is to be credited for my career and self dependent nature and my grand ma for my independent streak...After graduation,he wanted me to get married...studies could continue later....but by now I was used to success and power of knowledge,and I refused to marry that beginning of decay of our 20 year old friendship....He was shocked by my denial and gradually stopped talking to me much.Though he was proud of my successful career and my success as a teacher and thus my popularity,he wasn't happy.Iwas his eldest and dearest child and he was craving to see me married and settled...but i was just not ready to go for arranged marriage.....his genes of romanticism were taking shape in me and like a true romantic i was waiting for my prince charming.....
It was 9 may 2004...I met a decent ,very naive and as graceful a man I could ever imagine....within hours we were the best friends,he was from mumbai.....so it was a long distance friendship and within days ...I was head over heels in love with this man.he was Aditya,my future husband....it is said that first love of every daughter is her father.....thats very true....i saw glimpses of my father in aditya....and I respected him for what a good human being that he was ....we got married within months and till date I have never regretted my decision of marrying this wonderful malayali whom I hardly knew for months.....and I look forward to spending not just one but all my life times to come with him...After marriage,Aditya always supported my independent streak and hasn't been really happy with my decision to be full time home maker after birth of kabir....
Today papa is not there anymore.He died 7 years back....but he died a happy man as I had married by then.
Today I miss him when I want to just go chatty about my childhood.....I want to thank him for the sensitive and romantic soul that I am today.yes,I face lot of problems because of this but I prefer being this way......and because of my adoration for my father,I chose Aditya who is equally a sensitive,introvert man who respects people for their true worth.This father's day i share these moments of my beautiful memories with all those love me and care for me.
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