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This one’s for you, DAD!

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.” ~ Enid Bagnold.¬†

So true it is!

My dad has a very special place in my life. Yes, apart from treating me like a princess and fulfilling all my wishes (not always thoughūüėČ), he has taught me the value of life.

Third amongst eight siblings, he had an amazing childhood. My grandfather had made sure that he educated all his kids. My dad had lived in a hostel to pursue his higher education. He had always wanted to be a dentist, but destiny had other plans for him. But, he was happy with the choices he made.

Yes, he had to struggle a lot to make a place for himself in this world. And he did succeed. He is very much an independent man even in terms of handling the household stuff. He cooks, cleans the house and pampers my mom every now and then. He seldom raises his voice. He puts his point across very patiently.

His motto in life is ‘live and let live’. That is one of the best things he has taught me. He also taught my brother and myself how to make the most of the limited resources that we had. He taught us how to live a simple life and be content with it.

When I had secured admission in a medical college, there were many who told me whether I was sure about the choice I was making and not merely fulfilling my father’s dream. I would tell them that yes I’m fulfilling my father’s dream but it’s my dream too. And today I’m really happy that I made that choice and my dad supported me like no other. ‘You have to be independent by all means’, he would say. I remember the floods that had hit Mumbai in 2005 when I was preparing for my university exams of first year MBBS, all my books were destroyed by it as we were on the ground floor. I was shattered. My exams were a week away! But my dad literally ordered me to stop crying and helped me to gather what was left and encouraged me to start studying.

He was my pillar then and is now and will always be.

Whenever I visit him, I’m at peace. It’s like I enter another world free from all worries plaguing my brain. He has a calming aura. My kids love him too. And they behave so nicely when he is around, making me question whether they are the same brats! And why not, they too must be experiencing his aura!

That’s the thing about dads. They do so many subtle things for their kids to ensure their comfort and success. They will always be watching you even if you feel that they are not. They may not express their love and emotions so often, but you know that they are there for you. Always.

This one’s for you dear Dad!

Thank you for believing in me and being there for me always. Cheers!

Happy Father’s Day!


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Author’s note: This post first appeared on mycity4kids parenting platform.

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From a father to his son

Dear son,

You will be turning 11 next month. And then your phase of adolescence will start. So, before you embark on your journey from a teen to an adult, I would like to tell you a few things. I know I can tell these things to you personally, but chances are that you may not sit for a long time to hear them or even if you do, you may not remember most of it. So, I’ve decided that I’ll write you a letter which you can read again and again and at your own time.

The first thing that I want you to learn is the value of money.¬†I know that until now, your mom and myself have looked after all your needs and given you things accordingly. We have started giving you pocket money from this year onwards. So, anything else that you need other than school related things, you’ll be using your pocket money. And how and where you want to use it is entirely your decision. Whether you want the latest Xbox or the latest smartphone or you want to eat out with friends or go to the movies; you save from the pocket money and use it. You may feel that your parents are very strict, but believe me it will help you in the long run. And consider yourself very lucky that you have that privilege of getting pocket money, because when we were teens we never had that privilege. Our parents have struggled a lot to make us what we are today.

Secondly, I want to tell you something about being independent. In the coming years,¬†you will keep demanding us to give you independence to do what you want. And we surely will. You don’t have to demand it. It’s your right. But, if you want to be independent in the real sense then you should also learn to do your things on your own. Learn to iron your clothes, pack your lunch box, keep your dirty clothes in the laundry bag, learn to cook. You should know atleast a few basic things like making tea/coffee, noodles and deep frying those ready to eat stuff. If you do your things on your own, we too, wouldn’t mind giving you a bit of freedom. It’s a two way thing; you give and you get.

Thirdly, follow your dreams, son. You will realize in the upcoming years, where your heart lies, what your passion is. Feel free to follow your passion. You just need to reach out to us. We will help you and guide you in achieving your dreams. Sometimes, things may not go your way, but don’t worry. Don’t give up. Remember, you just need to reach out to us.

And last but not the least; you will undergo a lot of physical, emotional and hormonal changes. One day you will feel absolutely useless, on the second day you may feel fine. Sometimes you may feel rebellious, sometimes your friends may be more important to you than us. You will want your privacy. We understand that. You will experience different changes in your early, mid and late adolescent years. All this is normal. As much as these teen years are new to you, they are for us too. We too, will be parents to a teen for the first time. We will be trying our best to make this phase easy for you. You need to give it your best too. Remember to reach out always.

Looking forward to meeting a charming and mature young adult.

Your best friend,



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Author’s note: This post first appeared on mycity4kids parenting platform.

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Her first poem

Somya was participating in her first ever elocution competition in the 8 years of her life. It was not that she din’t like to talk or anything like that, but she was in a state of shock due to the sudden demise of her dad a year back. Normally, a very outgoing child, she had withdrawn herself from everyone around her. She would barely go out, or talk to anyone except for any work. Her mom, Deepti, tried her best to get her daughter out of her grief, but she just could not succeed. She, herself, had to suppress her emotions so that she could help Somya. She also left her job to look after Somya, give her enough love and care to make her accept the truth and try to live a normal life again. But Deepti couldn’t fill the void that was left behind in Somya’s life.

Then, in the school, when her teacher told Deepti that they have an elocution competition, and Somya should participate, did Deepti realise that she really needs to do something about it.

So, after struggling for a couple of days and nights to write something that would motivate Somya to participate, she finally succeeded. She was no poet, but she tried her best to pen down something meaningful for her daughter. She then showed her creation to Somya, who after reading it burst into tears. Deepti told her, “It’s time for you now to start again dear. This will help you to¬†conquer your grief now. And it will be a salute to your dad too.”

Somya finally agreed to participate.

It was the day of the competition. More than Somya, Deepti was nervous. She was getting all jittery. The competition was not that important to her, but the fact that Somya should be able to speak out was more important. Finally it was Somya’s turn. As she came on the stage, her eyes started scanning the crowd looking for that familiar face! As she made eye contact with her mom, she started her poem.

For my dad:

If I could write a story

It would be the greatest ever told,

I’d write about my daddy

For he had a heart of gold.

My dad, he was no hero 

Known around this world

He was everything to me,

For I was his baby girl.

Somya just couldn’t continue further. She started crying on the stage. Her tears just wouldn’t stop. Deepti went to her and urged her to continue. She told her, “Imagine your dad sitting in the audience. How proud he would be my dear. Complete your poem for him..”

Somya wiped her tears and started again.

He was everything to me,

For I was his baby girl.

I’d write about the lessons,

He taught me right from wrong.

He instilled in me the values

That one day I’d be strong.

He taught me to face my fears,

Take each day as it comes,

For there are things that we can’t change

He would say what’s done is done.

Somya was in tears again, but she continued..

He would say hold your head up high,

Carry yourself with pride. 

Thanks to him, Now,

I will never run and hide.

If I could write a story,

It would be the greatest ever told. 

I’d write about my daddy,

For he had a heart of gold. 

And there, she had done it!!

Deepti went to Somya and enveloped her in a warm hug. After consoling her, they went to their seats. Somya may not have won any prize in the elocution, but she had won over her grief! She had finally conquered it! It was her first poem on stage and the first ever poem that Deepti had written. Both their firsts had liberated them from the emotional baggage that they were carrying.

Deepti was happy that she had finally got her daughter back. She silently thanked the Almighty and her husband for showing her the way to relieve Somya from her grief.

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Author’s note : This post first appeared on mycity4kids parenting platform.¬†