It still feels that it was just yesterday when you were my little princess and my sunny shadow. No doubt you are still that special to me, still a baby at my heart, but the rushed phone conversations and awkward meetings is the only relation we share. I miss you lot, though I never express. Somehow over years, our relation has slipped into a dismay. It hurts, but I believe that you are heading in the right direction. Sometimes, or according to you , most of the times I bawl for anything and everything. It gets irritating for sure, but my love for you automatically makes me cautious.
Is it that I have turned into a stringent dad? I never thought I will when I was of your age. I always thought I will let my child meet all pleasures and palaces without much interference. It’s not easy to do as to say. Of course, I can’t let you repeat the mistakes that I or your mother committed when we were of your age. You may be thinking that we are of old school and share no common mistakes, but believe me, I was really cool in yester years, just like you.
Our family is special , beautiful and loving. I, of course, play a little part in it, a major share is of your Mom. I sometimes really envy her on how she handles the strained relations and then the way you love her. I am overwhelmed, nothing changed in years, your love increased by leaps for her, maybe because she's all the ears you have got. Her journey was hard enough but she adapted quickly. There's an additional task in her chores i.e. to update and convince me about your plans. You know what I wish, just once you come all by yourself to me and express. My thick beard knows very well to hide my tears. Sadly, your papa isn’t all expressive.
That night, I remember when you entered with teary eyes, I could do just one thing , tell your mom to pacify you and watch you both from a distant corner. I never said I was not wrong, I have made many mistakes, but then! I am no God, I am as human as you. We as a family should overshadow each others' mistake . My arms are always open for a warm hug and my mind for a better advice.
Wondering why I am so expressive today? Because it's my day. It is the only day when you will celebrate with me. Not as notorious as mothers day, but you will still think about me. I know you will express your gratitude and shower all your love today, but my dear child, I expect nothing but to spend some quality time with you. I am your friend now, no more the one to be scared off. Talk with me more often and let me know about you.
Oh c'mon! I am not that good at expressing my emotions, but there are many true words and emotions I have spoken in jest. I hope you can read my love between the lines and anger sometimes. I end this letter, thanking you for being such an awesome child, and this is not sarcastic in anyway. I am your proud Papa always and will love you forever
Always affectionately
Your Papa