Our bundle
of joy
Came after
much pain that night...
She didn't seem to be in a hurry to enter the world
She
sure did make her mother wait
She
sure did make her father bite all the nails of his fingers
She
sure did make things a trifle tough for all waiting for her
But that
was some 17 years back.
From
crawling to walking
Time
flew
From
mumbling to speaking (& pretty fast at that)
Time
flew
From asking
to asserting
Time
did fly
From
holding my finger to directing me by my arm
Time
did fly pretty fast
From tiny
frocks to shorts
Time didn't wait for me to catch up
From shorts
to shorts-skirts
She didn't give us time
And
yesterday, she draped herself in the 6-yards
Time – I
said Wait
Wait,
I don’t want her to grow so fast
Wait,
the world is not good enough for her
Wait,
I can’t be with her everywhere
Wait,
she is growing young, but I ain't
Wait,
she is just a little girl, she needs some time
I was
nudged out of my reverie,
When an arm
slid down my side and a voice said,
“Are you OK
Dad, do you need some help?”
There was
my little girl, nay, a lovely lady,
Looking
resplendent in her long hair and tall frame
With wings
ready to flap confidently
A smile
that told me “Chill Dad!”
Her fingers
arranging my upturned collar
“Look at
you Dad, when will you grow up?”
And I just mumbled –
I
don’t want to grow up my dear
As
that will add years to you.....
The last
time she grew up, was My Guddi Moment
Very touching and beautifully written... Almost choked up! Reminds me of something that Enid Bagnold said somewhere, "A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman, he turns her back again!"
ReplyDeleteAmazing one... she's lovely... all the best for her boards.. Mrunal.
ReplyDeleteRead your blog after a long time again .... made me a fan all over again!!!
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