From a spoiled brat to her darling father

A man of integrity/morals/values, intelligent, caring and blah blah…All of this is way too trite to describe my old man! He is 50 years old but he can be naughtier than a 10 year old kid! It is a different thing altogether that we hardly get to see this kid because he keeps hiding behind the curtains of his responsibilities!

I’m his little princess (errr…I guess BRAT would suit me better). I agree I never realized how much fun my father could be and now since I know that, I want him to be my best friend! But I guess we both need a little time for that…and I am more than happy to wait to let him be my alter ego cause I know he’ll always love me and will always be there by my side! This is the best part about him; he loves me despite the fact that I have almost become a menace in his life (he’ll never accept it though)! His smile is my magic remedy, and that is exactly what I need when others make me cry! There couldn’t be a better best friend than my Daddy! But for now I flaunt the Daddy’s ‘little princess’ tag even when dad keeps telling me how stupid that sounds!

How much do I wish we had those father-daughter dances in India, I bet it would have been a lovely experience!

Dad probably has no idea how much I love it when he keeps his hand on my head, when he hugs me, the way he adores me when I get dressed up! I love it when he gets stuff for me…that can be anything…a dress/pen/earphones…Just about anything, literally!

Today I promise that I will try and stop being the brat I am! I will achieve for more than he ever thought I could! I promise that from now onwards I will be the reason for that smile instead of that frown!

I love my Dad; even when I fight with him and when I say I hate him! I love him the way he is!