My father used to tell me that I am like Neil Arm strong bcos when my mother gave birth to me my tiny feet were the first part of mine to step into this world. Papa is very close to me. I love him a lot and he too reciprocates the same to me. He is the encouraging soul of mine. Even if I commit a mistake, he never scolds me instead he thought me to learn a lot from them.

When I was 5, he was the favourite hero of mine (didn’t see surya at that time). His bossy manner towards his friends created an impression on me that always my father is the best and first. When I was 8, he was a strict teacher of mine. Always with a stick behind me to get me done my home work and update my mind with my daily portions.

At my age of 11, he was a good guider of my life. He always tells me to take things easy and smile everytime to go long way in this life. At the age of 15, he was my role model. I used to ask my friends and relatives, do I walk like my dad, do I smile like my dad, do I answer the questions like him…. At the age of 18, he was more like my friend. I share all my thoughts with him, about my male and female friends, how did I bunk my college and how was the new professor etc., etc.,

He was not a like a father at all throughout his life. He assumed various roles in my life, a hero, a guider, philosopher, teacher, a friend but not of a father… He was always caring for me and thinking about me each and every second of his life time…

I found a good friend in him but not a father…

I found myself in him but not a father…..

So My father is “not my father”……I LOV U DAD.....