Being a Daughter's Dad
Being a dad to a daughter is absolutely wonderful. With her being around, life is fruitful and blissful. I might get exhausted, tired, and stressed with the mundane life. But seeing her at the door, eagerly waiting for me every evening, sums up my life! Her cute toys, her set of friends and her own small world, where she lives in. Her craving for me to hear, be a part of, and live in her world is what makes me give in! Her want of a 'newly invented tiffin box' and the melodrama behind the same, And her constant reminders over the phone because she knows her issues to me are too lame! Her schedules are tighter than mine, and her friends are closer to her than mine. But she still manages to take out time for me, just to ensure that I have had my food and am fine. She's no longer innocent, but a smart, independent girl. And without her so-called intellectual verses, my home would seem to be dull. She is growing up, too fast, too soon and not as per my plan. But s