Monday, June 17, 2019

My Dad ...My Hero

Remembering and missing my dad very much today - on this father's day.  I shared a very informal relationship with him as he believed that the father -daughter / father -son relationship should be friendly and he really lived it.. His father was a bit stern with them and he never thought that was such a good idea. He gave us such freedom and love with an open heart and mind and with a smile year after year after year.

I would like to believe I am his favorite daughter ( may be all the kids felt that way :-)) . The doll in the second photo is the last gift he has given me when I was going to US in 2007. He came to Hyderabad from Vijayawada to see me off , every time I went to US..yes every time.  That gift is very dear to me and I kept it with me through out these years. He passed away in 2017 December, leaving us with memories and experiences that we cherish for a lifetime.





Feeling Abundant and Gathering Experiences
He is one person whom I started admiring more and more and more especially as I gather years. I just wonder how he managed to do it - bringing up four children single handedly from a very young age of 27. Of course my mom is his pillar of support in managing us and the home, but nevertheless it is a tough task. And the best part , he did it with a smile and being very happy :-)  How many people take the responsibility with a smile and being happy about it?  He never felt it like a burden and neither did he make us feel even in anger. Never for once he admonished us or made us feel how he is taking care of us financially, morally. He never expected anything in return, may be just a friendly chat is all he expected. And never ever he made us feel the lack.  His salary was only in 100's when we were young. He never believed in borrowing money at the same time he believed very strongly in gathering experiences and exploring the world.  Where do I start? He has given us so many experiences, which I probably did not realize when I was young.

He used to take all of us for nice movies - english movies too in a small place like Vijayawada. Having the tea at Navrang Theater or Tea and Samosa at Leela Mahal were things we cherished as a family. He also encouraged us to walk and enjoy the nature. I remember this one time, when he made me walk along with him along the tankbund area - the entire stretch just to see the Buddha getting built.  When I was cribbing such a long walk, he says come on , see how beautiful it is. Pointing to statues on the tankbund he would say see this is so and so guy.  Now, when I look back I cherish these moments I had with him. Diwali is another time we all used to Cherish as children. We were never deprived on new clothes or crackers. Mom would distribute the crackers equally in 4 plates so that we will not fight, where as dad used to caution us about wearing cotton and being careful while lighting the crackers. He used be right behind all of us to make sure we are not doing anything, yet allowing us the freedom to light whatever we want. He always encouraged us to go to excursions from school. He encouraged us to mingle with people and be part of the group. Also he emphasized the importance of participation - be it elocution at school or a sports competition. He never said you should win it, he said participate. 

I will write more soon about him on this blog..
Love you Dad..
Aruna Talli ( that is what he used to call me endearingly..)