Some stories are meant to be poems and some poems are meant to be stories. When I was watching this movie, I just felt as though am reading a poem. So nicely and naturally taken projecting the Father's love for daughter. All fathers can easily relate to it and so are the daughters. And this movie, oh my god...I felt as though I was watching myself and kind of my story. Only difference is the dad in the moview was monetarily rich while my dad was rich in values and character.
My dad is the best. May be every son and daughter would say that. But as far as I have observed I still would proudly say my dad is the best. For him it is always his daughters and family comes first. I have never seen him doing anything for himself. He would do everything only for us. If it is a festival then only we would get dress and he wouldnt get. He was so protective of us and actually I kind of didnt understand it that time and used to fight with him for being so protective.
I think only after my marriage, I became very close to him. Till then, though I adore him we always used to fight a lot because of him being so protective of me and because of I being more independent. But one thing for sure me and my sister always had a trust on him that if he is near to us nothing can harm us.
There are so many things that would always be in my memory...But the blogs wont be enough to put them in...One of those memorable thing is...
Like the cycle race. I wanted a cycle of my own for long time. I know our family economy condition but still I badly needed one. From my sixth standard, it was like you get first rank you get a cycle. And I managed to get first rank but poor dad, he couldnt keep his promise. I was so angry with him at first that in my seventh standard I wantedly wrote my science paper so badly that I got only 35. (I gave a mild attack to my science teacher..that was a different story). It made him so worry and then he promised that he would buy a cycle for me no matter what if at all I get school first. And getting school first in a school where the strength was 250 per class my god was too tough. But somehow I made it. I literally came running to my house and was waiting for my dad. And he didnt turn up till it was 9:00 pm. Tired and upset I slept off. Around 10:00 he came home and woke me up to show me my new cycle. It was just a WOW moment. More than the cycle what I admired him then and even now is he got the cycle for me even without knowing the results. It was really a big thing for me. And then I made a small jewellery box for my cycle key (all in the night ha ha) and kept the keys inside and lied down hugging my keys. (actually i wanted to sleep hugging the cycle ;) And from then, every evening I would take the cycle and go to my dads office. and then we will have a race back home. I always used to beat him in the race and he always used to be so proud of it. But in the last race we had, I met with a big accident and thats it...From then he didnt allow me to touch the cycle and race tho dhoor ki bath..
I think its nice to have Father and Daughter ONLY moments...Actually its so playful, fun and what not. My mom is also so protective of us but she is so confident on my dad than she herself. So me and my sis had a lot of dad only moments.Be it riding a cycle, Or Playing shuttle, or having a race, or shopping with him and trying to divert him so that he forgets what mom said, walking with him..and very importantly playing in the beach...it was the most scariest and at the same time funniest thing and then the rides..be it Giant wheel or Bungee jumping..why fear when dad near!!! confidence.
We always used to argue for almost everything. Right from my studies to job and then to marriage, there always had been a fight. I desperately wanted to join Engineering but he wasnt sure so when I got a engineering seat outside chennai..we fought...then I joined B.Sc and then I got job in SBI which I dont wanted to join but he wanted me to take it up, Later I got in covanys which I want to join and he dont want me to join..Likewise so many times we had argued but I know all these arguments are all because he was so protective and caring of me.
And then my marriage...Thats what is the coincidence...its just the same as this movie. My hubby was telugu but my dad cant understand or speak Telugu. So intially he wasnt really happy about it. I never understood why should he feel so bad about language but later after marriage...he is now managing to understand and even speak some words in Telugu. He started understanding for my sake and now started trying to speak for his grand daughters sake..:)After marriage and after becoming a parent is when we realize the importance of our parents. Till the time whatever was taken for granted, till the time the comfort they provide us is lost, we never really understand the need and dependency of them.
Just the way I had lots and lots of fun with my dad, Just the way I feel so protected when He is near me...I want the same for my daughter. So many times I send my daughter with her dad, and I wont accompany them. I will just be far and watch. I just love to watch the bondage they develop and adore that.Even now when something goes wrong, or if i need a moral support I know I can depend on my dad. He will be there. Our relationship is not bound by honestly respect(I am not being rude) it is more of bound by Love , affection and Care.
I have seen my friends, who respect their parents and at times try to do things to please their parents and also are at times afraid of their parents. But am really the blessed where I never need to act in front of my parents for anything. If I am angry I can yell at them without any fear or worry if they will misunderstand me..Because I know they wont feel bad Because I know that they very well know much I love them. The place where we live can be called as a home or house depending on whether we live or exist there. And that very much depends on the family.
I am truly lucky to have a father who would do anything..just anything for my sake and my sisters sake. For him our happiness matters the most. And I just hope and pray that we bring all the happiness for him in all that we do.
So to end with..if you get a chance watch ABHIYUM NANUM..and if you get a chance dont wait to let your dad know that you love him..Just say it..NOW.
Btw..MY DAD IS BEST u c...:)
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