This is my first blog and I spent the last two hours wondering what it should be about.In my opinion,a blog must be straight from the heart and topics like my life,college weren't appealing..I was just wondering whether I must postpone this work when, with a jolt, i knew that it has to be about none other than -my father...Smiling to myself,I began writing and words came rushing...
My father,Dr.C.P.C.Kumar,is my favourite person.I have always been a father's pet which means I was pampered a little more than my sister,who was my mom's pet :-D ..As a little girl,I always had special privileges like sitting beside him during dinner,going to shops with him everyday,getting a new pencil box every week and so on..I was a very silent child and it was only my father who always knew what was going on in my mind.He used to prompt me to talk and I always found myself talking about everything.He never allowed others to scold me,be it my mother or my teachers.He never fussed over my marks but was really keen about me participating in all competitions.My dad also helped me become the proud owner of a rose garden in my backyard.He is my lucky maskot n am his lucky mascot too ...
As years passed,I developed new hobbies like reading which kept me busy most of the time.I also started spending more time on myself,with my mom,friends which meant I no longer spent quality time with my father.I was in my own world and after some time,I confined myself only to my room where I was either on phone or was studying.This didn't go unnoticed by my dad but he never said a word.I used to come out of my room only to eat and even then I was absent minded and never tried to talk to him .Some daughter I was ! As time changed,evrything changed and I gradually became a silent, lone person.I lost my self-confidence and became a stoic.I was not in contact with any of my friends and most of them(except 3-4 people) gave up on me eventually.One of my best friends advised me to change but I didn't budge.One such day,when I was traveling with my family,lost in thoughts,I was startled to see that someone was trying to talk to me and was changing topics as if to see which one would make me smile.It was my father!!I've ignored him all these days.. I was lost for words and tears started rolling down.My father didn't react to this but he stopped talking and gave an understanding smile.It was then that I realized that to him I am always the little girl with whom he didn't need words to communicate.How could I ever feel lonely???.The next day,I locked my room and started spending more time with my family.I came back to myself and am once again the person I used to be.Things changed and I am back with my friends too and more importantly with my father.Now in the evenings,if anyone of u drops in to my house,u can find me chatting away with my father or watching a cricket match with him ... :)
My father,Dr.C.P.C.Kumar,is my favourite person.I have always been a father's pet which means I was pampered a little more than my sister,who was my mom's pet :-D ..As a little girl,I always had special privileges like sitting beside him during dinner,going to shops with him everyday,getting a new pencil box every week and so on..I was a very silent child and it was only my father who always knew what was going on in my mind.He used to prompt me to talk and I always found myself talking about everything.He never allowed others to scold me,be it my mother or my teachers.He never fussed over my marks but was really keen about me participating in all competitions.My dad also helped me become the proud owner of a rose garden in my backyard.He is my lucky maskot n am his lucky mascot too ...
As years passed,I developed new hobbies like reading which kept me busy most of the time.I also started spending more time on myself,with my mom,friends which meant I no longer spent quality time with my father.I was in my own world and after some time,I confined myself only to my room where I was either on phone or was studying.This didn't go unnoticed by my dad but he never said a word.I used to come out of my room only to eat and even then I was absent minded and never tried to talk to him .Some daughter I was ! As time changed,evrything changed and I gradually became a silent, lone person.I lost my self-confidence and became a stoic.I was not in contact with any of my friends and most of them(except 3-4 people) gave up on me eventually.One of my best friends advised me to change but I didn't budge.One such day,when I was traveling with my family,lost in thoughts,I was startled to see that someone was trying to talk to me and was changing topics as if to see which one would make me smile.It was my father!!I've ignored him all these days.. I was lost for words and tears started rolling down.My father didn't react to this but he stopped talking and gave an understanding smile.It was then that I realized that to him I am always the little girl with whom he didn't need words to communicate.How could I ever feel lonely???.The next day,I locked my room and started spending more time with my family.I came back to myself and am once again the person I used to be.Things changed and I am back with my friends too and more importantly with my father.Now in the evenings,if anyone of u drops in to my house,u can find me chatting away with my father or watching a cricket match with him ... :)
