PAPA'S GIRL
Daddy's little angel is the girl who is now writing this blog...this piece of mine is dedicated to my lovely papa who had just went away back for his job in London...
My dad or my Papa has been my friend,philosopher and guide since my childhood days...and for now not just talking about the bonding i and my father share... i think most of the daughters in this universe would have the same feeling for their fathers cause all the dad in this world do care adore and pamper their daughters like no one else does...
I do have bonding with my mom....but that is not as much special as i share with my lovely papa.
there have been moments where i felt that there's no one in this world who can understand my feelings and the situation i was getting through but even in such times dad was just a phone call away and always there for me to make me strong enough to face the circumstances...even if i was crying in the midnight in India he would, don't know how call me all the way through LONDON and tackle through the matter...
such is the emotional bond of me and my dad.
On a funny note,we also used to joke a lot and sometimes share funny videos at Whatsapp...and he also used to give me funny nick names for which i used to cry and laugh at same time...(it's not easy to do that but i really do it)...
My dad used to come every year for a month in Delhi to meet the family and celebrate the birthday of any one amongst us ( one whose birthday comes in this month is the luckiest of us all 4 and gets whatever he or she wants). Besides all this he used to bring lots and lots of chocolates and clothes which is the most imagined fantasy of girls...
but the thing which makes me feel happy is that dad's finally home...
we don't really used to take care of things and money and spend it like anything (i mean it)...
but later on he used to say sorry too...but afterwards, i realized that whatever was happening was for my betterment itself...
Rest today when i felt really is the day when dad was to go away for his work and that too for a year was a speed breaker in my sweet journey of one month...
during which everything was more than what i wanted chocolates,junk food, and more than anything else... my daddy's love and affection...
