Thursday, September 17, 2009

Wen i m beneath your eyes!!!

                                                                                                                                                                           Its 17th Sep,09 nd before starting this article,I just wanna wish my Dad a very happy BIrthD@y....
May you get all the blessings of God!! nd i hope for ur well being...




 This article is dedicated to my Dad...


I was very small but i can still recall, i had tiny hands nd cute little legs nd it was very hard for me to walk..
evry time i thought of taking a small step and then run nd reach my father who was standing at the other end....nd in this entire trial to succeed my thrist to walk on my own ....i had alwaz fall down more badly than befor...nd evrytym i cried or rather say howled more vigorously nd more energitically...nd evry such situation was handled by my Dad so efficiently that my loud cries would turn into sweet smiles....He used to kick the ground which had hurt me so badly...nd say "isne maara mere beta ko...huhnn".....such sweet memories...the lovely days,i know they wont come back...but this is wat memories r for..to be cherised forevr...nd evr.






I was alwaz walking in the opposite direction and there He proved me to be a my guide...
He taught me how to stand on my own..to walk without falling,to calculate 2+2=4...nd to give me lods of homework in my vaccations (lik writing tables nd one page handwriting for hindi nd english for entire 60 days..dats till my 6th class)...nd my thousands way to escape these hard works...
Those hours wen he used to teach me were the deadly hours...coz i think i m still having that terror...yar aaj galti ki toh zaroor thappad padega.....nd perhaps dat fear has always forbidden me  from commiting any wrong deeds.




At times, there goes on the session of philosophy nd at tymes i have scolding hours too...yeh mat karo...tv mat dekho ,padai karo......nd...the lik...But ,ofcourse being the kind of person i m  , i vl alwaz get another twisted way to do things according to my whims nd fancies...


But,somewhere ,deep down in my heart ,   I know those small restrictions which at tymes seem to be lik hell of something, have made me the person i m...There are times wen there is no electricity and standing in the balcony ...observing the surroundings..we start with a topic..nd suddenly  the discussion becomes a monologue...as i go on talking for hours nd hours...nd finally he says,"ab chup bi ho jao"....nd then i realise...lagta hai zyada ho gya....lolz...




Their r also sessions wen v tease mom a lot...nd dats the best tym,....
Though v fite a lot whether it is our dining table...or for watching TV ...ya remote is the best thing we crave for,..but at the end of the day ...we know those small disagreements and those words of wisdom have endorsed a bettr human being out of me..
Thank you for fulfilling many of my desires nd a bigger thanx for not abiding by all wat i demand...its coz of dat i can now survive nd know wat actually are adjustments...


Your guidance ,your philosopy
sumtymes understood ,sumtymes not
with tymes dat forevr last,,
till the end of tym..
i may recall all wat u taught me
nd all wat i learned..
all wat i nvr believe to understand
and all that i could evr...
i owe a lot..
which is hard to return..
so all i can do is just to follow
all ur words..wid all my heart..


Wish u a very happy bday....


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