Papa

A father’s love is forever imprinted on his child’s heart”

It has been decades but it is hard to forget him who gave me so much to remember❤️

You have left behind a legacy of memories for me to cherish.Though it’s been more than two decades that you left your physical body I still have stories of you to share.You have proven the classic example – How much time (quantity) you spend with someone isn’t as important as the quality of time spent.

I celebrate the life you lived and you will be always kept alive through stories and examples for generations to come.

He was the smartest person I’ve ever come across who had an insatiable thirst for knowledge and seemed to always have an astounding fact in his back pocket. Missing those little daily lessons today.

Till the day he lived, he taught us one new word each morning in English – spelling,meaning and usage.Spelling bee wasn’t so popular then but I can say he was way ahead of time for everything.

We all try to make simple rules in the best interest of our kids and family but many a times fall out because of our leniency or laziness.

That never happened with him.Reading every night before going to be bed never seemed like a rule.Well he never forced on what to read.He would read his favorite readers digest and mom loved her magazines 😊.I remember reading my favorite famous five,hardy boys,Sidney Sheldon,Agatha Christe and to Mills and Boon (I remember hiding it inside another book and getting caught by him 😊😊). He told to me there was a genre for every age and as we evolve physically and mentally we don’t need to hide anything.

He would share facts from his reading and encourage me to talk more about what I read.He always encouraged teaching through games – word building or crosswords or even math.

He was also a very disciplined person and expected us to be the same way 😊.Strict or should I say very strict about certain things – punctuality,being truthful….

He never allowed watching television while having food.It was strictly family time.Breakfast and dinner were two meals we had together as a family.

Timings were fixed – none of our friends or relatives would dare to call at that hour unless emergency 😊 (we only had landlines then).

He would serve all of us food and then settle himself.Frankly that made us acknowledge the tasty food prepared by mom each day.Today eating food is a tick box activity – either you are on your phone or working on the laptop.Actually if you think about it ,one just needs to spare a few minutes to eat with family and the rest could wait.

Probably this is why mom served all those varieties of food spread over the table.My father would always appreciate the food served.

I have this faint memory – When we were in Nairobi we were once invited for dinner by a family friend and there were few other families also present.After the dinner ,dessert was served (my memory’s says it was gajar\carrot halwa) it was slightly burnt while reheating (no microwave) and had the burnt taste.The lady of the house did mention while serving and I clearly remember people present there for the heck of it took the tiniest bite and left the bowls full to trash and there at one end I see my dad eating it with ease and finishing it.

Upon asking him he told me -Aunty would have woken up early and throughout day would have prepared all these dishes and one out ten unfortunately got messed that to because she was multitasking to serve all of us her best.

How could we hurt her and today is not the last day I am going eat gajar halwa so it’s fine.Acknowledge the effort, results can be ignored it doesn’t cost much.

To the man who always listened and never judged. You were my mentor, confidante, and best friend. I miss you so much, papa.

24th death anniversary today 🙏