Dearest Baba,
I remember the time when I was small, you used to offer you finger to me when we used to walk down the road. I used to hold that long index finger and feel completely secure. I remember once I got mad at you for not giving me enough attention when I had hurt myself, and I can also recall the apologetic look on your face.
In the past year, year of turmoil, of college, I have grown to know you so much better. I have come to know that in spite of your serious demeanor, you have a sensitive side to you. A side which tried to console me when I was at my all time low, the side which tried to counsel me when I was literally going nowhere. Even after staying with you for 18 years, I had no idea how deep and understanding that part of you can be.
Some say I am like you in ways more than one, and I have started to see that, but there are so many qualities I wanted from you. Your simple determination, your workholism, your simplicity, and most importantly your optimism.
In spite being such an influence, you never overshadowed my growth. You and Ma always let me make my decisions, whether be shopping to college. It was all left up to me.
We also share the love for chocolate, don’t we? Yes. Everytime, I run off to buy some chocolate ice cream, Maa starts brooding. But ultimately she does give in and well, who can refuse a good scope of ice cream.
Quite recently, somebody I know told me that I am very cool parents. I actually agree, little did I know about how unconventional and modern you really are. You support us in so many things we do, respect our decisions and talents.
What more can I say, what new can I say that will convey my gratification towards you?
Saying very little through these words I would simply like to thank God, because He could not have given me a better father. So on your birthday, I would like to wish for your long life and good health.
Cheers to many more beautiful birthdays and chocolate ice creams. (Not too many though.)
Love,
Stuti.
9th august 2012
(Even though it has been a while, but i ha to put up this. I had writtent his on his birthday, but the network ain't always in your favor. So, anyway. Here it is.)