Yes, I know, I am their flesh and blood. They have created me but there is much more than just that. My parents are different. I know everybody feels the same way. mine are really different and very very special...
mom...
I call her 'Shortcut queen' and she is really good at it... give her a task you think will take an hour and she will get it done in less than half the time. She does it beautifully and effortlessly.
She has been the pillar of my whole family (I have a huge one!!) All my uncles and aunts and everybody whom I consider a family look up to her.
She is the one I want to run to and narrate everything that happened in the day... whether it is the fight in the train or bitching about someone or telling her how excited I am about something, I dont feel good till the time I have not shared everything with her. She is a friend a philosopher a guide and most importantly an amazing mother...
The values that I have are all thanks to her. She has taught me the importance of adjusting and helping. The importance of understanding and peace at home.
I have never seen my parents fight or argue, not even once and my dad can be quite stubborn at times but I have learnt form her the importance of keeping silent when the other person is angry but also letting the person know what your side of the story was only after he/she has mellowed down... Absolutely marvelous!!!
She is the one who knows what is right when in what proportion and how. She is the one who holds me all night when I am unwell. Understands my unspoken words and the reasons behind my tears, I dont even have to say a word... she is absolutely magical... My mother... I love her so much that I can never say it to her :)
papa...
My lifeline. I cant think of a minute with out him. Calm, serene, in trance, at peace with absolutely everything around him along but when you hit on a wrong note be ready for a storm of anger.
He is a person who can walk in the house coolly and say that his briefcase has been robbed like its no big deal and actually it is no big deal for him!
My papa is my inspiration, he is someone who has been by me lie a rock with all my decisions. He is the one who has taught me the importance to make my own decision and stand by it. Take pride if it works and responsibility if it fails...
My papa is the one who has given me the mind of my own. He is the one with whom I have had a relation which requires no words just feelings but still when we speak it gets endless!
My papa is the one who is proud of what I am doing and I can see the spark in his eye when he says that his daughter is working in the development sector. He is the one who takes pride in showing my award and saying that 'she is just not a teacher, she is an outstanding head teacher'
My papa is the one who gets me whatever I want and I mean whatever I want without asking why and what for... he just gets it for me the day I ask for it.
My papa is the one to whom I can never say all this, even when I call him to wish on Father's day I feel moistness in my eyes.
My papa is the one who makes me all nervous and scared even if he complains (which he seldom does) about any ache or illness.
My papa is the one who can make me cry like a baby if he just raises his voice on me (he has never once lifted his hand on me)
My papa is the one whom I resemble.... and I am proud of that :)
He is such a fine man... My papa!
Love him beyond words can ever express!
mom...
I call her 'Shortcut queen' and she is really good at it... give her a task you think will take an hour and she will get it done in less than half the time. She does it beautifully and effortlessly.
She has been the pillar of my whole family (I have a huge one!!) All my uncles and aunts and everybody whom I consider a family look up to her.
She is the one I want to run to and narrate everything that happened in the day... whether it is the fight in the train or bitching about someone or telling her how excited I am about something, I dont feel good till the time I have not shared everything with her. She is a friend a philosopher a guide and most importantly an amazing mother...
The values that I have are all thanks to her. She has taught me the importance of adjusting and helping. The importance of understanding and peace at home.
I have never seen my parents fight or argue, not even once and my dad can be quite stubborn at times but I have learnt form her the importance of keeping silent when the other person is angry but also letting the person know what your side of the story was only after he/she has mellowed down... Absolutely marvelous!!!
She is the one who knows what is right when in what proportion and how. She is the one who holds me all night when I am unwell. Understands my unspoken words and the reasons behind my tears, I dont even have to say a word... she is absolutely magical... My mother... I love her so much that I can never say it to her :)
papa...
My lifeline. I cant think of a minute with out him. Calm, serene, in trance, at peace with absolutely everything around him along but when you hit on a wrong note be ready for a storm of anger.
He is a person who can walk in the house coolly and say that his briefcase has been robbed like its no big deal and actually it is no big deal for him!
My papa is my inspiration, he is someone who has been by me lie a rock with all my decisions. He is the one who has taught me the importance to make my own decision and stand by it. Take pride if it works and responsibility if it fails...
My papa is the one who has given me the mind of my own. He is the one with whom I have had a relation which requires no words just feelings but still when we speak it gets endless!
My papa is the one who is proud of what I am doing and I can see the spark in his eye when he says that his daughter is working in the development sector. He is the one who takes pride in showing my award and saying that 'she is just not a teacher, she is an outstanding head teacher'
My papa is the one who gets me whatever I want and I mean whatever I want without asking why and what for... he just gets it for me the day I ask for it.
My papa is the one to whom I can never say all this, even when I call him to wish on Father's day I feel moistness in my eyes.
My papa is the one who makes me all nervous and scared even if he complains (which he seldom does) about any ache or illness.
My papa is the one who can make me cry like a baby if he just raises his voice on me (he has never once lifted his hand on me)
My papa is the one whom I resemble.... and I am proud of that :)
He is such a fine man... My papa!
Love him beyond words can ever express!
