Shriya Kumari

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Shriya Kumari

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Miss You Dad

Miss You Dad

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"No.. no...not now...." Once these were the only words I was used to. My answers to every question was a big "No", except his "My papa". I was like totally dependent on him. My happiness, my choices, my decisions... almost everything. I never interacted much with anyone. Not with my family too. But there were some, with whom I loved to spend time, "My friends". The mischievous things we did together, birthday celebrations, and much more. With family not so cool. I was like dad's girl. He taught, supported, scolded, shared, we enjoyed together. Mom supported my elder sister, but I.... I had dad with me, always. I was never jealous, instead proud, to be his daughter. I enjoyed, learned, explore my world, may be a bit... perhaps with him. The mistakes I did, the awards I won, the phase where I failed, he was there in every stage of my life. I felt secured with him. I remember the day we talked so long... The day I served you the last cup of tea. The day you went to work and never showed up. That day, it felt like we lost our senses. Like we lost everything, I lost everything. The day we never thought would come in our life, was here. Then and there our life started. We faced the real world. Everything we did, was without you. Miss you... we miss you... I miss you "Papa".


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