Dear Dad
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Every Father’s Day, Kids and wives across the country stands in front of the card section at the local gift shop, staring blankly into an endless selection of over-the-top-sappy, thats-just-not-my-Dad greeting cards, searching for the perfect card that sends the perfect message.
Something as basic as: You’ve been a good Dad. Thank you.
But those cards don’t seem to exist. And even if they did, there would be a strange feeling of inadequate expression if that were the only thing they told dad on Father’s Day.
In the spirit of appreciating the wonderful fathers we’ve been fortunate to know, today I wanted to share with you a few the things dear old dad has taught me over the years.
My Dad taught me that if someone is mad at you, you’ve done something. Look at yourself and your actions that could have caused their change towards you.
My Dad taught me to trust in God for everything.
My Dad taught me that family is forever.
My Dad taught me to work hard, yet stay humble.
My Dad taught me the value of family.
My Dad taught me how to serve.
My Dad taught me to be an individual, not to roll with the crowd for the popular opinion.
My Dad taught me to work harder – no one owes you anything.
My Dad taught me to always keep your word.
My Dad taught me to work hard in life in order to achieve your dreams.
My Dad taught me faith, love and laughter will bring you through anything.
My Dad taught me to have a sense of humor.
My Dad taught me that nothing in this world is free. You will have to work for everything that you get. It is not acceptable to rely on anyone else to support and provide for you or your family.
My Dad taught me not to do something just for the recognition.
My Dad taught me the value of making my carrier and paycheck.
My Dad taught me how to ride a bike, drive a car.
My Dad taught me to keep my credit and my last name clean.
My Dad taught me that if you’re going to be dumb, you better be tough.
My Dad taught me to be independent, but not to refuse someone’s help if I need it.
My Dad taught me the most important thing:
How to be a better human being.
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Hi Dad,
You know When I was 7, I'd think everybody's fathers are strict.
Because of course they should be; that's why they send you to school. Right?
When I'd come back home, you'd ask me the multiplication table of 7 or 9 and I'd make mistakes and you'd scold me and won't let me watch TV or play outside and I used to hate you for that.
He'd embarrass me in front of my friends and relatives by taunting about how I didn't score well in my exams and I'd hate him even more.
When I stole those 21 rupees and you beat me I hated you because kids used to get pocket money I didn't!
All the other kids would talk about how they went on family vacations and I had no such stories because he'd say you didn't study well so no vacations for you,
I'd curse it so much that I started giving up on food, not talk to anyone and get annoyed at everything.
But then every Christmas I'd keep a sock near the tree with a paper full of my wishes and happened to get most of them in the morning..
Me ,my brthrs and my little sister we'd be amazed and I used to think..
I don't want this papa, get me someone who doesn't scold me for everything.
As years went by and I grew up and got mature hitting puberty, you'd not allow me to go hangout with my friends and I almost had it!
All of it.
What the hell was wrong with you?
I'd think you're crazy, you're not changing with the World..
Hah,
The egoistically arrogant nature made me conclude I don't share a good relationship with my father,
Years went by and I graduated; became who I am today..
When I had my first day in my office and you texted me that's you're a proud father and believe in me, I couldn't help but cry my heart out alone..
And now when I see you..
You've turned a little old,
I see wrinkles around your eyes, you talk about our future plans..and it scares me to my soul..but I realised the gift you have given me.
Back then I didn't know you were my Santa and I didn't realise that I was a kid who was getting everything even when it appeared I wasn't.
The struggle stories you tell me how you started everything from nothing makes so much sense to me now.
When I come back from work exhausted and tired, I feel what you felt..
Those scoldings of childhood became life lessons for me and I can't thank you enough for all of it.
I didn't realise how hard a job it is to be a father until I saw you in tears when my legs couldn't work for a year and you'd hide and cry seeing your son in pain.
Couldn't really apologise for those times when I said hurtful things to you behind your back and for all those times I let you down.
I know people who lost their fathers so early in their lives and I see the regret of not being able to express their love to them..
I always felt I have been growing up without a loving father, if only I'd known that you were the sunshine to my journey.
I don't know how to bring back those years to give you a world full of happiness but then this is just a way to let you know from the core of my honoured heart, that you sir, are an inspiration to me and to those who have had the chance to know you personally.
As cliché as it may be but today, I guess, this is just a way to Thank you and apologise for everything...
And I want you to know,
Everything that I am, and everything that I ever will be, is and will always be yours!
to every father and mothers who've shaped our lives in absence of fathers!
#mainsachitsingh
# youand____stories
....................................................................................
Every Father’s Day, Kids and wives across the country stands in front of the card section at the local gift shop, staring blankly into an endless selection of over-the-top-sappy, thats-just-not-my-Dad greeting cards, searching for the perfect card that sends the perfect message.
Something as basic as: You’ve been a good Dad. Thank you.
But those cards don’t seem to exist. And even if they did, there would be a strange feeling of inadequate expression if that were the only thing they told dad on Father’s Day.
In the spirit of appreciating the wonderful fathers we’ve been fortunate to know, today I wanted to share with you a few the things dear old dad has taught me over the years.
My Dad taught me that if someone is mad at you, you’ve done something. Look at yourself and your actions that could have caused their change towards you.
My Dad taught me to trust in God for everything.
My Dad taught me that family is forever.
My Dad taught me to work hard, yet stay humble.
My Dad taught me the value of family.
My Dad taught me how to serve.
My Dad taught me to be an individual, not to roll with the crowd for the popular opinion.
My Dad taught me to work harder – no one owes you anything.
My Dad taught me to always keep your word.
My Dad taught me to work hard in life in order to achieve your dreams.
My Dad taught me faith, love and laughter will bring you through anything.
My Dad taught me to have a sense of humor.
My Dad taught me that nothing in this world is free. You will have to work for everything that you get. It is not acceptable to rely on anyone else to support and provide for you or your family.
My Dad taught me not to do something just for the recognition.
My Dad taught me the value of making my carrier and paycheck.
My Dad taught me how to ride a bike, drive a car.
My Dad taught me to keep my credit and my last name clean.
My Dad taught me that if you’re going to be dumb, you better be tough.
My Dad taught me to be independent, but not to refuse someone’s help if I need it.
My Dad taught me the most important thing:
How to be a better human being.
....................................................................................
Hi Dad,
You know When I was 7, I'd think everybody's fathers are strict.
Because of course they should be; that's why they send you to school. Right?
When I'd come back home, you'd ask me the multiplication table of 7 or 9 and I'd make mistakes and you'd scold me and won't let me watch TV or play outside and I used to hate you for that.
He'd embarrass me in front of my friends and relatives by taunting about how I didn't score well in my exams and I'd hate him even more.
When I stole those 21 rupees and you beat me I hated you because kids used to get pocket money I didn't!
All the other kids would talk about how they went on family vacations and I had no such stories because he'd say you didn't study well so no vacations for you,
I'd curse it so much that I started giving up on food, not talk to anyone and get annoyed at everything.
But then every Christmas I'd keep a sock near the tree with a paper full of my wishes and happened to get most of them in the morning..
Me ,my brthrs and my little sister we'd be amazed and I used to think..
I don't want this papa, get me someone who doesn't scold me for everything.
As years went by and I grew up and got mature hitting puberty, you'd not allow me to go hangout with my friends and I almost had it!
All of it.
What the hell was wrong with you?
I'd think you're crazy, you're not changing with the World..
Hah,
The egoistically arrogant nature made me conclude I don't share a good relationship with my father,
Years went by and I graduated; became who I am today..
When I had my first day in my office and you texted me that's you're a proud father and believe in me, I couldn't help but cry my heart out alone..
And now when I see you..
You've turned a little old,
I see wrinkles around your eyes, you talk about our future plans..and it scares me to my soul..but I realised the gift you have given me.
Back then I didn't know you were my Santa and I didn't realise that I was a kid who was getting everything even when it appeared I wasn't.
The struggle stories you tell me how you started everything from nothing makes so much sense to me now.
When I come back from work exhausted and tired, I feel what you felt..
Those scoldings of childhood became life lessons for me and I can't thank you enough for all of it.
I didn't realise how hard a job it is to be a father until I saw you in tears when my legs couldn't work for a year and you'd hide and cry seeing your son in pain.
Couldn't really apologise for those times when I said hurtful things to you behind your back and for all those times I let you down.
I know people who lost their fathers so early in their lives and I see the regret of not being able to express their love to them..
I always felt I have been growing up without a loving father, if only I'd known that you were the sunshine to my journey.
I don't know how to bring back those years to give you a world full of happiness but then this is just a way to let you know from the core of my honoured heart, that you sir, are an inspiration to me and to those who have had the chance to know you personally.
As cliché as it may be but today, I guess, this is just a way to Thank you and apologise for everything...
And I want you to know,
Everything that I am, and everything that I ever will be, is and will always be yours!
to every father and mothers who've shaped our lives in absence of fathers!
#mainsachitsingh
# youand____stories
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