Daughter To Dad

Daughter, To Dad
Dad, no present can equal the love and
affection that you gave me, while I was
ignorant and careless. I never knew that I
was enriched. I am, indeed, without being
aware of it. The process of love is like that. It
sizzles, simmers, and then trickles down and
gets absorbed into the heart, and one never
knows how and when it creeps in. In fact it
becomes the life-vein, a ray of hope, a polestar
in our life. It happened with me when I
travelled with you, though not physically but
like a shadow, through the great journey of
life, and experienced the joy of being with
you when you were busy creating a world, a
real world around you, going through the
rigmarole of life.
Dad, I quote the following lines of Henry
Chapin, for you, as I feel my words need a
bolster, an evidence, an assurance, and a
certification :
"I took my father granted
never thought him courageous,
A clean watchful man
who never raised his voice;
Never stood at a barricade
but quitely held his course,
Never unjust to the young,
Never betrayed his trust.
Secret in his love ..... ! "
On your marriage anniversary, my humble gift
to you Dear Dad - this small booklet that
contains a world of your thoughts, the rare
gems of your life - the treasure-trove of my
life.
Sweet Rememberance !
Manju Chaddah
October 3, 2008