It was your birthday a few days back and the father’s day at the same time. I could not have found a better point in time to say you this Papa.
When I sat down to write this article, the earliest my mind could go to is a photograph, probably hanging on our walls at the house. The photograph is one of my earlier birthdays, with me in your arms, and mummy is standing right beside us and you two are looking at me, while I look at the camera. Looking at that photograph, I always thought you sported a pony until I grew older, looked at that photograph closely to realize there was a lady in the background whose hair seamlessly merged to give an appearance of a pony. I found it hilarious when I first realized it and now I am amazed at what I used to see in the photograph earlier.
And then followed the time at Haridwar and Dehradun. You helped me find all the answers in a beautiful way, logical and simple to a child. You never sounded ridiculous nor did you make up supernatural stuff to address my doubts. I do have a question remaining since that time though. You never took me inside a railway engine as you said you would. :P But at the same time, I want to thank you Papa for picking me up in your arms every single time (atleast 8-10 times a day) letting me see the train whenever the engine whistled from around the corner.
I do remember when you have helped me with my first steps. It was the bicycle in Haridwar outside our house. Also, when I was afraid of the water, at Sahastradhara or Hardwar, you took my head and make me take a dip to show me that it wasn’t such big a deal. This inspires me now to take the wildest leaps and keeping you informed so that you can take me out just at the right time, like you did back then.
You helped me inculcate a habit of reading, and learning all the time. With those big number of encyclopedias coming in, you read them along with me, helping me where I could not get a clue. You kept yourself updated to bring in the latest information from whatever I had been reading or doing it, at school or at leisure. You have continued to update me with some of the most important information at developing our startup.
You let me take the front seat in the car as early as age of 6 or 7 with your hand over mine. You were there laughing and enjoying when I first took out that steel plate from the kitchen and went all over the house assuming I was driving a car.
You always stood there between me and mummy when we engaged ourselves in a strife as to what each of us considered right. You knew each of us heartily and knew exactly how to calm each of us simply by your words. You never got mad when I came back late from play, or took my bicycle all over the cantonment without telling you or mom. You simply told me why I was supposed to tell you and to follow it in the future. This has made me tell you every single thing knowing that I would get counselling and not a rebuke. This was more evident when you had to skip offices to because of my nonchalant acts in class XI and XII.
You always said “I will always let you do whatever you like, monitoring so that you don’t venture out so far so that it’s difficult for you to get back”. By telling you everything I do, I get the mental solace that you are there to watch over me, and hence I can be more confident at what I do.
Moving on, I could think about the time when you took me to IIT Delhi at the time of KVPY interview in January, 2008. The pride and happiness with which you showed me the place, I count it as one of the key drivers that kept me motivated for the exam. Thanks Papa.
You have always trusted me in taking the final decision at important junctures, after providing me with the right information required to take the decision. Be it when I chose my first school as Brightland’s after seeing a couple others, or choosing Industrial Engineering at IIT Delhi even when Alok chacha mentioned IIT Bombay aeronautical as a better branch, or to trust me with my leap of faith with my venture, AGE. And when you found that I was interested in starting my own business you found the right mentor for me, Abhay Chacha. Thanks again.
I have heard this song only for a while now, but everytime I hear it, I think of you and what a tremendous support and love I am blessed with.
In a way papa, I am just like you. And my faith in this idea, and of evolution and genes, just get reinstated when i see pics of your school and college days and hear stories from Rani Bua and Vibha Bua. And now that I reflected on my life spent with you, I found that to be resonating too with your life.
I don’t know if i am right on this or not, but you did your graduation in Physics against baba’s choice of Roorkee University. I went to pursue a branch impromptu, which we did not ponder over while discussing my admission.
I have always been mischievous, but a part comes from you, doesn’t it? You put a charcoal in Abha Bua’s mouth when she was sleeping. I poked Yash with a compass. :D
The spirit in which I want to have a conversation with you when anything new happens in my life. this all makes me miss you everyday papa.
Wish you a very happy father’s day and a very happy birthday!
When I sat down to write this article, the earliest my mind could go to is a photograph, probably hanging on our walls at the house. The photograph is one of my earlier birthdays, with me in your arms, and mummy is standing right beside us and you two are looking at me, while I look at the camera. Looking at that photograph, I always thought you sported a pony until I grew older, looked at that photograph closely to realize there was a lady in the background whose hair seamlessly merged to give an appearance of a pony. I found it hilarious when I first realized it and now I am amazed at what I used to see in the photograph earlier.
And then followed the time at Haridwar and Dehradun. You helped me find all the answers in a beautiful way, logical and simple to a child. You never sounded ridiculous nor did you make up supernatural stuff to address my doubts. I do have a question remaining since that time though. You never took me inside a railway engine as you said you would. :P But at the same time, I want to thank you Papa for picking me up in your arms every single time (atleast 8-10 times a day) letting me see the train whenever the engine whistled from around the corner.
I do remember when you have helped me with my first steps. It was the bicycle in Haridwar outside our house. Also, when I was afraid of the water, at Sahastradhara or Hardwar, you took my head and make me take a dip to show me that it wasn’t such big a deal. This inspires me now to take the wildest leaps and keeping you informed so that you can take me out just at the right time, like you did back then.
You helped me inculcate a habit of reading, and learning all the time. With those big number of encyclopedias coming in, you read them along with me, helping me where I could not get a clue. You kept yourself updated to bring in the latest information from whatever I had been reading or doing it, at school or at leisure. You have continued to update me with some of the most important information at developing our startup.
You let me take the front seat in the car as early as age of 6 or 7 with your hand over mine. You were there laughing and enjoying when I first took out that steel plate from the kitchen and went all over the house assuming I was driving a car.
You always stood there between me and mummy when we engaged ourselves in a strife as to what each of us considered right. You knew each of us heartily and knew exactly how to calm each of us simply by your words. You never got mad when I came back late from play, or took my bicycle all over the cantonment without telling you or mom. You simply told me why I was supposed to tell you and to follow it in the future. This has made me tell you every single thing knowing that I would get counselling and not a rebuke. This was more evident when you had to skip offices to because of my nonchalant acts in class XI and XII.
You always said “I will always let you do whatever you like, monitoring so that you don’t venture out so far so that it’s difficult for you to get back”. By telling you everything I do, I get the mental solace that you are there to watch over me, and hence I can be more confident at what I do.
Moving on, I could think about the time when you took me to IIT Delhi at the time of KVPY interview in January, 2008. The pride and happiness with which you showed me the place, I count it as one of the key drivers that kept me motivated for the exam. Thanks Papa.
You have always trusted me in taking the final decision at important junctures, after providing me with the right information required to take the decision. Be it when I chose my first school as Brightland’s after seeing a couple others, or choosing Industrial Engineering at IIT Delhi even when Alok chacha mentioned IIT Bombay aeronautical as a better branch, or to trust me with my leap of faith with my venture, AGE. And when you found that I was interested in starting my own business you found the right mentor for me, Abhay Chacha. Thanks again.
I have heard this song only for a while now, but everytime I hear it, I think of you and what a tremendous support and love I am blessed with.
Old Man, Look at my life, I'm a lot like you were.
In a way papa, I am just like you. And my faith in this idea, and of evolution and genes, just get reinstated when i see pics of your school and college days and hear stories from Rani Bua and Vibha Bua. And now that I reflected on my life spent with you, I found that to be resonating too with your life.
I don’t know if i am right on this or not, but you did your graduation in Physics against baba’s choice of Roorkee University. I went to pursue a branch impromptu, which we did not ponder over while discussing my admission.
I have always been mischievous, but a part comes from you, doesn’t it? You put a charcoal in Abha Bua’s mouth when she was sleeping. I poked Yash with a compass. :D
The spirit in which I want to have a conversation with you when anything new happens in my life. this all makes me miss you everyday papa.
Wish you a very happy father’s day and a very happy birthday!
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