He is my hero, hero of my first film. He is my love, love even when it’s real definition was unknown. He just forms me, puts smile on face and satisfaction in heart. He is one who fills me with happiness, confidence and motivation. On his lap, with his hand on my back is the most priceless relaxation found.
Life is not fair always, though unfair he never made me realise. Though hard, his calm and confident face was never compromised. Though in mess, he filtered the best things to us.
Life is not stable always, though unstable he managed it with smile. A smile with which he blooms me. A smile which I crave to see, to feel, is bought with a single word “Pappa”.
I am the angel of his territory in whom he sees his mother. I am the queen of his heart, power of his mind and strength of his body. Wondering part is the attachment that bonds both. Can something be more stronger?🤔
You can be a daughter, but more proud is when he also finds a son in you. He can be a father, but more satisfying is when you can find the best friend in him. Fortunate is when both conditions are satisfied.
Though dictionary pops up with innumerable quantity of words, I go speechless expressing. To us he forms a pillar, on which we stand firm. He forms steps, on which we climb. He forms a forms a wall, to which we lean. Significant is he forming a tree, under which we serene rest.
Life is not too long, though short remember, when you stand, climb, lean and rest it is he who has formed your’s from what he has been gifted with. Though our return gift is least valued comparatively, a smile on their face for every second they breath can be the most treasured one.