" पिता से ही नाम मेरा ...!! "

This write-up is dedicated to my friend Shristi Das and to the most pious bond one can share... Thanks alott girl for helping me to frame this and above all sharing it with me... 

To the first man I ever LOVED.. 


Peace is the beauty of life. It is sunshine. It is the smile of a child, the love of a mother, the joy of a father, the togetherness of a family. It is the advancement of man, the victory of a just cause, the triumph of truth...

I really tried to be natural but I do not know if its up to the mark or not... But yeah LOVE never DIES.. 

Dear Dad,

I write to you not only as your daughter, but as one of many daughters who know the unique intricacies of the lessons only their fathers could teach them. I write to you because out of every helping hand I have received in this world, you receive the least amount of credit and praise for the things you do. You’ve always stood back and let me shine, only stepping in when I call for you knowing you can’t be more than a short distance away. It’s time I use these words to pull you and every other remarkable father into the light you so deserve to be seen in. It’s time that light radiates on the genuine and extraordinary love only you could have shown me.

Yes you are with till my dawn and I know you will always show me the right path. You know why..?? Because i have a secret whenever I want my MAN to be beside me I just put my hand over that Left side where Your Soul is beating and keeping me ALIVE and going..

A father teaches his daughter many lessons about what it means to truly love and experience this life. One of the most critical understandings he can portray to the young eyes beaming up at him is the notion of how she should be treated. Dad, I remember everything. I remember being tucked in at night and kissed good-bye before you left for work. I remember every time my sister and I made you dress up in crowns and feather boas, and play with our dolls. I remember every piggy-back ride and backyard game. I remember every chocolate sundae and long talk shared on drives home from each and every place. I remember every time you selflessly did what I wanted, and never asked for anything in return. I remember every display of overwhelming patience and grace you showed me. I remember how beautifully u called me by my name that was meant to be called by u BABA. I remember how firmly yet calm and composed you used to make me understand that my short-tempered behavior shall lead to nowhere. I remember BABA. I still remember. I remember it all, because it lives in the heart of your Monty forever.

Often a dependable and trustworthy father figure can become a scarcity today, so for those of us blessed enough to be graced with one like you, we feel the strength of that presence. Yes i will have that emptiness in life but your memories, your voice, your smile, your touch fulfill those emptiness. Yes BABA you are with me, and ofcourse i am your potray to this world. We watched the way you ran to get those teddys for us in the rain or wiped our tears away after a boy broke our hearts. We let those images engrave themselves on our young and transforming hearts as we grew into young women. We learned to love the way we were loved by you. We had high expectations because you set the bar high. We had high hopes because you taught us that love from another should be respectful, honest and encouraging. As a father, you taught so much more than a daughter could ever articulate.

Dad, you were the first man I ever loved. You held me, played with me, supported me and let me grow. Your patience, quiet notion of complete understanding and unwavering love made me the woman I am today. You believed in me first. You danced with me first. You gave me all I could have ever needed, because you gave me love. And by giving me love, you taught me what love is and also what it isn’t. You showed me that love is being strong and humble, while also loving one’s self enough to reach for the stars. Love is respect and support on all of life’s endeavors. You’ve packed up that red truck and brought me to every new adventure my heart needed to go on. You’ve held me tight and told me I could do anything.

And I know on that One day you’ll walk me down the aisle to another man, chosen in the image of how you taught me to be loved. When I let go of your arm I hope you know that my heart is molded in the shape of the love you showed me. I hope you know I’m never really letting go because I know that through any stage I encounter or dream I decide to chase, you’re still back there watching me, and waiting for my call. I know that in my heart there is no love like the first love, and that part of me will always belong to my dad.

Baba I know this that you are not with me anymore but, i can never accept that fact. Ami time ae pichone jeye oiyi date ta k skip korte chai baba. Tomar Mon k tumi chai baba. Ami jaani tumi dadubhai'er kache diye amay dekho amar shahajjo koro but baba amake tomar awaaz shunte ache, tomar kandhe matha rekhe ghumote aache, tomar boka shonar ache baba. I really really miss u baba, i miss everything about you baba. I need you baba, I need My shelter and support, I know each and every person think that I am really very strong and they ask me to mould them as I am, but how to utter the Reality ki aami aj oo tomar oi Montu jey choto choto kothae kende dai n raag hoye jae, i miss u every single second Baba. Its said that a daughter is true replica of her father and you know what baba i cant describe thw feeling jokhon keu bole ki a maa mimi to puro nijer babar moton dekhte hoyeche puro sonjoy da to, baba tumi naai to kichu naayi baba, tumi chiley to shob chilo baba, : Khokono laage ki keu emni aashuk jey tomaake firiye dik ek baar shudu ek baar, onek kichu bolar ache tomay baba onek kichu but tumi naai baba. i need you baba. I know however i cry, however so badly i want you beside me but i cannot have you baba.. Baba oo baba plzz.. Ami eyi feeling ta kokhuno share korte chaii ni kenoki aami sympathy chai na baba but baba amay tomar aador chai baba tumi chai baba. I need my man god. I miss you every single second baba... 

Baba...

जिन्दगी तो मेरी कट रही है आपके बाद भी….

मगर आप के बिन जीने में वो बात नहीं…

उपर से तो सब मेरे अपने ही अपने है…
मगर आप की तरह अन्दर से कोई मेरे साथ नही…

ख्याल सब रखते है मेरा अपने तरीके से अच्छी तरह…
म्गर अपसे जिद करने का माजा अब आता नहीं…

लडाईयां तो अब भी होती है घर में हमारे…
मगर आपसे वो मीठा मीठा लडने का मजा कोई दे पाता नहीं…

मै आज भी शाम को दरवाजे पे नजरें टिकाये रहती हूं…
आयेंगे अभी बाबा चॉकलेट और तोफे ले के मै अपने से दिल से बार बार कहती हूं…

मगर जब देखती हूं आस आस आप नहीं होते…
तब सच जानियें आपके ये बच्चे छिप छिप के अकेले में है बहुत रोते..

कोई भूल थी अगर मेरी तो एक दफा कहते मुझे…
ऐसे अकेला छोड जाना कोई अच्छी बात नहीं…..

Forever,
Your Little Girl

Mon .. 

"My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me. . . ."☺☺☺