Reminiscing on Fathers Day.

I dont know where and how to start writing about my absolutely wonderful dad. I always write about how my mother has shaped my personality and how she still has a say in all things I do. I love my dad to the moon and back but I guess I will never be able to express this to him in so many words.

On this fathers day my elder one has prodded me to go full throttle on my dad. I feel much honoured to be talking about him today as he is the most lovable, and supportive father one could have ever asked for. All my childhood he has always stood like a pillar by my side and protected me.

I have always joked about his protective nature towards his kids and grandkids, however I understand where it comes from. He is very emotional and has passed this side of his to me as well. In my earlier blog, I had written how my dad had explained the meaning of giving and helping to me. I hope some day my girls too adopt his pattern of giving and helping.

In my family we always say that my mum and dad have played role reversals in my brothers and my life. In growing years my mother used to always handle all financial and other aspects of routine and it was my father who looked after us. Many times he has taken care of our health, studies and extracurricular activities.

In one of my other blogs I had written about his aviophobic condition. But I am extremely proud and happy that he went this one time with mum to London to visit my kid brother.

Dad is very simple and his needs even simpler, but likes all the fashion my mum and I do. He likes to suggest all weird combinations to me. And when he does so, my mum and I twitch our noses in disagreement. Nevertheless it doesnt matter to him and he still thinks his colour combination ideas are the best. This is one of the few endearing qualities of him which I adore.

Dad is a very kind hearted person and has a great knack with kids. A stubborn kid will also start behaving when my dad talks to him. He has his ways when it comes to cajoling and gels well with them. My daughters are a big grandad fans and like listening to him more than any of us put together. So cheers to many more healthy, wealthy and abundance of prosperous years to my super fantastic dad.

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