In death people gain a very strong sense of halo. And I can speak that from a very personal experience. Most of the times you have seen me writing about my mother over this space. Her ideas, her experiences her life. But it is the surviving parent that finds no space at times. Bearing the brunt of double responsibilities and the guilt of being alive, they are more neglected than one can ever account for.
Yes you got it right. Tonight I will narrate a piece of my father to you.
More often I relate to his ideas than my mother’s. In fact they say I have taken to him in almost all ways possible.
Loves of my life 🙂
Five things that are me and my father both.
1. Do not regret.
Yes this unusual brand of positive thinking that a lot of you have seen, is a gift of his upbringing. In his uncanny and super funny ways we have never seen him even speak the wrong side of a matter. One odd time I cooked dinner and ended up making two dals and one sabzi. Seated at the table I guiltily said, “I should have made two sabzi and one dal no?”
Before anyone could speak, he instantly looked up and said, ” No no today is the third Wednesday of the month, you are supposed to eat two dals.”
It took us thirty seconds to begin laughing but well we realised what he just did.
Do not regret your actions ever.
2. What you have is always the best
Regretting your actions is often an act in life. But rejecting the existence of your life situations is far more deep rooted. It is a state of being and not only an action. Of course we were never taught in such details. We were simply told that what you have is the best. And I have observed that most people or parents teach their kids that what you have is best for you. And this in my opinion leaves scope for some retracts.
Dad always proclaimed, what we have is The Best. Nothing was ever relative in retrospect.
3. Last minute dash
The famous last minute dash is family history. Always the last minute crisis manager are the two of us. And this is despite repeated warnings from mother and also spouse on better planning. I guess the adrenaline kick we get out of pulling an act amidst total chaos is just too much for us.
My father spent a month without admission in college because he forgot to report on time. That is a very long story, some other time. Speaks so much as to who we are no?
4. We are most modern
I am already laughing seeing the caption. In our house there is a constant competition as to who is most updated among the three. And it almost inevitably ends in my sister mocking me and my father saying his famous golden words: “Even today I know more about the society’s hows and whats than you two.”
And yes it is followed by a huge laugh. On which my father sweetly smiles and at times says ,”LOL”.
Awww he is so cute. No?
5. Logic.
Umm. So we both are (in)famous for it. We can just about prove anything we want. With backup data. Or not. And this is what makes our fights even more interesting. It is like who will beat who at their own game kinds 😀
All said and done. I think having him as my dad, my friend, my confidante is truly the most blessed thing that happened to me in a really long time…ohh scratch that not long time but in this life 😀
Tell us tonight a piece of your dad or mom or anyone for that matter who you believe is a lot like you 🙂
Loved this post Richa. Missing my father now. Will call him the first thing tomorroe
I guess I will too after writing this post 🙂
Absolutely heart warming and endearing post, Richa. Your dad seems to be a jolly good fellow where one can learn from in life. I am sure the wisdom stays with you.
Yes the wisdom always stays with me 🙂
Absolutely amazingly written…nice of you to share
Thanks Alok 🙂
Very nice.
Thanks Arun 🙂
Ohh daddies are just the cutest!
They are no doubt 😀
Such a love-filled post, this! Thanks for introducing your Dad to us 🙂
Glad you liked it Beloo 🙂
Amazing post, Richa. Its so good to know about your Dad 🙂
Hope you enjoy reading A Rat’s Nibble : How To Impress The Girl? : Calvin And Me – II too 🙂
Thanks Meera 🙂
How right you are about how most of us talk of our mothers and leave poor daddy unsung. Also, many women are more like their dads than their moms except when they argue with their dads and they become “Just like your mother” !
This is one post that made me smile and remember my dad too ( he is still around thankfully as are my mom and mom in law and pa in law)
haha yeah when girls fight that is one moment they do take to their mothers 😀
Wow! super awesome. I was smiling all throughout and I’m sure your father would be so happy reading this. Such a great piece of writing. Glad I followed the link from my post here 🙂
Talking about myself – I don’t know who I am more like – Mum or Papa? But yes, I wrote about both of them. Read when you get time 🙂
An old piece : https://happinessandfood.com/maa/
This year on his 60th birthday : https://happinessandfood.com/happy-birthday-papa/
I picked the maa one instantly 😀 now reading it. And I have no clue why that one got chosen first 😛 Thanks for stopping by Parul 🙂
Awesome! Check out the other one too and I am sure you will like it in another way 🙂
Just did! Amazing stuff love 🙂
Gosh – did you get my comment? 🙁
Dads are very special. Thanks for sharing yours with us. I miss my dad a lot.
*hugs* Suzy yes they are very special and always a part of us in our hearts 🙂
Dads are so special no? I have so many stories around my Dad
I too am very similar to my Dad in many ways…
The simplest of things is how the kitchen is when we step in to cook..There’s no chaos and it’s clean at all times while we can’t say the same thing about my mom and sis…We do laugh a lot at the expense of this…
We both are also the crisis managers as well in the family… I love him as I’m sure every daughter does her father…
Touch wood !
Really? Kitchen? That is such an interesting to share with a dad especially for our generation 🙂 he must be a rockstar 🙂 And yes crisis managers is I also feel an elder kid’s USP in all families 😛
You are so lucky to have a father you can relate to and laugh with. My father was very formal while he was alive, but very distant most of my life. At the end, he made gestures of kindness and I realized I loved him no matter what.
It takes all kinds of parents to create who we are Francene 🙂 and I believe the distant and more introvert types are perhaps just way too emotional to even let their inner feelings show. The responsibility of being the elder types maybe 🙂
I am glad you liked the writing 🙂
Ah! Such a lovely post. He must be smiling proudly and LOLing!
I am yet to tell him 😀
Loved it.
That’s a really beautiful post :). Haha the fact about having 2 dals and 1 sabzi on a Wednesday is quite funny :P. I can imagine you dad saying that with a straight face and then all of you bursting out laughing ;).