I don’t want my little angel to grow up.
I wrote this post in sept '09 when my daughter Navya was just two and half. Even today, after one & half years I feel the same thing.
I thought of editing & dedicating this post to my daughter and wife as today is Women's Day.
I always want those little hands around my neck, looking at my eyes with hope. I want her to check my pockets everyday I go back home from work asking Dad, mere liye kya leye?
I never miss a chance to record her dancing with joy.
I never miss a chance to click those expressions and that sparkle in her eyes when I praise her for doing something good.
I never scold her for playing in the sand or dancing in the rain.
I never complain when she puts the comp off when I am working.
I never shout at her when she pulls the CD out from my car stereo.
Its OK if I have to make paper planes and boats of the fresh newspaper in the morning as she is the biggest news in my life.
Because the day she was born, I cried with joy like many first time fathers.
Because the day she looked and smiled at me, she made me realise how my father must have felt when I was born.
Because at times when I come back home frustrated,
she saves my life with a big smile and comes running to me for lollipops.
And how can I forget that when she walked for the first time, those tiny steps tumbled towards me.
I try to make her laugh and sing all the time as those innocent giggles follow me wherever I go.
I preserve her innocent drawings and zigzag lines scribbled on my presentation I prepared the previous night.
Because I know each passing moment is giving me something to preserve for life and when she grows up,
Now Naviya is Four years young and I wonder how much girls are attached to their fathers. My wife takes care of Navya all the time but the moment I come back home, she comes running to me and plays with me. My wife at times says " look at her, while you are away, I play with her & entertain her but the moment you are back, I am no one for her"
Boys are sweet too but somehow I have started to believe that girls are more attached to their parents.
Today I am too busy settling down my business and its my wife who supports and understands me.
Thank you Mom, Navya & my wife for all the love, affection and care.
Thank you woman for making the world a better place to live.
Happy Women's Day.
