Daddy

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A relation that is not spoken by words but explained by actions.
There is lot that is written for mom , but for dad, it's compartively very less. But it's not their fault. There is no pen that can write you efforts.
There is no paper that can hold your importance.
There is no poet who has strength to character you in words.
But remember, you are the best and because of you , we can find happiness....

My dad is not different from anyone else's dad , but he is special from them. I am the most lovable daughter of him and ofc , I love him too.
In my childhood, my dad brought a crown for me.
I used to wear that crown and behave like a queen of a palace.
My dad see me like this and carry me up on his shoulders like a princess. He bow down his head in front of me , and asks for my demands...
But unfortunately, one day that crown fell and broke into pieces.
I cried a lot.
Even after that, whenever my dad looks at me,
I still feel like some pieces of that crown are left on head and I am the same princess of my dad which I was before.

My dad is very strict on the other side

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My dad is very strict on the other side. Whenever I fall , my mom runs to pick me up but my dad used to say, don't pick .... be strong.
Whenever I went on a walk with my dad , he never carried me .
He used to say, be strong and walk yourself.
Whenever I went to the bus stop with my dad , he never carried my school bag.
He used to say, be strong and lift your burden yourself.
     I always listened to you, dad but now , you will listen to me.
You will not leave me before I say.
You will not give up from your disease before I say.
You will be with me until I live.
I grew up but not enough to live without you.
I am not afraid of problems, sufferings or anything else.
Because I know even doomsday can't do any harm to me
As long as my father is alive .

My dad is one with whom I fight a lot and love a lot.
We fight a lot , yes , we do fight a lot
Not because we dislike each other or something.
It's because our opinion doesn't match.
And I found it more interesting because he doesn't listen to anyone's opinion and I force him to listen to mine.
In such situations, he get angry and leave the place.
For some time , he doesn't talk to me and you know well, I am very nice.
For some time, I try to talk to him but later , I start ignoring him.
After this , he came to me and show love and I do the same.
We never say sorry or something
We just understand what actually the next one wants to say.

No one commands my dad in the home except me. I have some principles of my own like I won't standup while eating, I won't say sorry until I feel it and many more.
So , sometimes I gave him some work and in surprise he did those works.
My grandma taunts me by saying, you have no shame that you are saying work to your dad..
And my day always reply the same that she is my queen , she can do anything and everything she wants
This make me feel like heaven on land and make me more fallen for him.

I think , dad is someone who selflessly loves you.
The one who loves you the way you are.
The one who loves your flaws .

I am sure that you all have noticed that when mom carries you , she make you sit on her back as she wants to you look how much she can see but when dad carries you , he make you sit on his shoulders as he wants you to see more than he can see.
He wants you to grow more than him , no one else wants the same ..

I have thousands of memories of us to share but what I can say now is that
I LOVE YOU 💕💕
YOU ARE MY SUPERHERO AND I WANT NO ONE ELSE AS MY SUPERHERO ❤️
STAY HEALTHY DADDY , YOU ARE MY REASON OF STRENGTH ♥️♥️♥️

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