My “God!”

“Mum!” the first word a child learns to speak…The first word I uttered was “Papa!” my mum complains…She might be exaggerating to an extent! But she is true…I share an unfathomable connection with my dad…

”Strong”, “an epitome of love and care”, “wisdom personified”, “intelligence exemplified” are the few words I describe my dad with…As I make an attempt to scribble on this blog, I am falling short of words to pour out my feelings and expressions…

He is my “God”, my "strength", my “Angel” who has come to my rescue whenever I needed..

My “faith”, my reason for “belief”, in “myself”, my “aspirations” and my “dreams”… Ever since I can recall, he has been like a pillar for me…extending support everytime I was about to fall, reinforcing me within…

As a kid, I still remember him wake me up in the morning, dress me up for school, tie my shoe laces, remind me hundred times to not forget my “Tiffin box” while he hung the tiny “water bottle” around my neck…I remember him waving goodbye as I get into the school bus….eyes speaking of “assurance” and “confidence” in his little daughter…

He lives for us, smiles for us and works for us….

He has held my hand all my life...he has been with me in my sporadic bouts of happiness and despair…He has made me comfortable when life catapulted me into turmoil…

He has been my mentor who taught me some important lessons of life as I stepped into this “big, bad” world…”You still have a lot to learn beta”, he says…

My dad gave me the much needed pat on my back when I accomplished something…He gave ”Conciliation to my angst, a comforting smile, a hug when I was worried and an outlet to my tears” ……He pulled me out of my worst times and cleared the mess I made…

I owe him countless lifetimes for things he has done for me…for the sleepless nights I gave him…for molding the kid in me …for feeling my pain…for listening me blabber and never complain…for all the selfless love he showered…for being with me through thick and thin…for his innumerable prayers…for his infinite blessings…

God! Forgive me for all the hurt I caused him…

If I were to born again, make me his child…I wish to live one more life with him!

Confessions!!

Its 4 am, and I am wide awake on my bed...I face these periods quite often when I can’t sleep.... Tonight was one of those “difficult” days.....I could hear the rain hitting my window....The sound was furious and piercing.....As the water thumped hard on the window glass, it brought a lot of thoughts..... Thoughts! about me, my beloved and our lives......I could feel the flash of lightning on my face as it kept pouring heavily outside......He is like that too..... He came into my life and brightened it the way lightning shoves away the darkness.....While I lie on my bed and close my eyes, I see his eyes which promise love and care..... It assures me a life long companionship and a reason to live.....

Here I am waiting for my much awaited life to begin; I look at him and our love which brings in hope and joy with the sun rise everyday.... I anticipate wonderful things and dream of beautiful moments together...... I want to see! I want to feel! I want to love and be loved!

I dream of curling up in his arms.... I see him wake up early, make coffee and wake me up..... While the coffee sits undrunk on the table, he makes love to me as if he hasn’t seen me for eons....

I want to wake up every morning to his sweet face....I desire to hear the beat of his heart while he kisses on my lips....I long for him to whisper those magical words in my ears as I hold my breath.... I wish to jump high somewhere over the rainbow and paint the sky with our names together.....I yearn to sit together by the sea and listen to the waves lap against the rocks….gurgles of the fishes… as we stare in silence at the sun setting in the horizon far away….

I close my eyes, join my hands together and pray. May our love bring out the best in each other with every passing day!