DAD
When
I was born, he picked me up from the cradle announcing “Here is my princess who
brought me fortune as she born”. When I cried at nights being sleepless, he
would carry me out to terrace and show me stars, babbling imaginary stories and
I earnestly listened to them with my head resting on his shoulder and sleep
slowly enveloping me. When I would be in pain, he held me strong and instilled
faith in me that everything would be alright. When I would need anything, he
gifted me even before asking. When I left home to be with another man, I know
how much pain he endured just to share my love with someone else but he smiled
and placed his hand on my head, blessing me for a new journey. That’s my dad
who knows only how to give. He is my superhero, my first love.
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