Sunday, November 14, 2010

A children's day Resolution

Another children’s day…these days I have strong feel that I am no longer a kid… but it’s always Dad’s call, which strikes a chord in my heart that am still a kid. I was/am (still) always a daddy’s gal.

I was born when he was 27. The way he cares for me, the cute little names he used to call me, it’s all the same even today…nothing has changed over these years. Neither he won’t accept the fact that his daughter has grown up nor did I realize that I am an employed lady on her foots when am with him. The bond between us is so veritable and innate that it never hurts me on his over protective nature. It really irritates me when people including my mother show so much concern over me. But the case is different when it is dad. No logical or scientific reason for this though.
It was my dad who took me on my first day at school. The picture of me leaving his hand and walking to the class room still find fresh in his memory. That was the greatest pain I had given him, he used to say.

For such a strong person like him, tears will come from those eyes if I am not feeling well or hurt. He knows me better than me. He had never scolded me for any of my immature behaviors till date instead he makes me think and realize by my own giving me my time. It’s his motivation that molded the true ME.
One thing which I really felt envy on his character is the way he balances his personal life and official life. He will pay attention to our silly complaints without any bad face even if he is in his peak of work. I am a big zero in that. If am at work, I normally won’t attend any personal calls or mails thinking they will distract me which is ideally a not sound way of managing myself.

So long story, short description, thinking of taking a resolution on Children’s day to find a balance between personal and official life. Just a prayer here, hope this new resolution won’t have the fate of those million resolutions I have taken throughout my life earlier.

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