Wednesday, 24 June 2015

A warm hug

My Dad was not somebody you could miss!  He had also been the Post Master General of Chennai before he retired. My sisters and I used  to be proud that he was such a prominent personality in Chennai. Our friends would be in awe of my father.  My father would come in the Television News Flashes and we would jump excitedly seeing him. As my father held such an important position, we lived in a sprawling bungalow with a bevy of servants. Apart from this, my father was a very interesting man who had a variety of interests. We shared his interests. He loved collecting stamps and also loved Music and Cinema. He had the most wonderful collection of stamps. Our love for music was inherited from him. I remember him listening to his  favorite  music before going to bed. He had a taste for Carnatic and Western music. I remember enjoying the Carnatic music season  with him and I still remember my trips to the concerts with him. Western Classical was  his favorite too right from Bach to Beethovan. He would take us for movies like "Sound of music", "Gone With The Wind " and "Fiddler on the Roof". I remember particularly enjoying watching "Fiddler on the roof" with him. We used to listen to the Bournvita  Quizz and my father encouraged us to play Chess and Scrabble and thus stimulate our intellect. When the grand children came our Lego blocks and Puzzles  were brought out and my father almost became a child playing with them. We were four daughters and my father loved us to dress up. I remember him complimenting us on our choice and we really used to enjoy his attention. 

Now that my father is in his sixties I feel he has slowed down. Age seems to have caught up with him. Lost is his vigour. He seems like a pale shadow of the man he was. He has lost  interest in music which he so much loved.  But his eyes light up when he sees us. When we get together with my father we try to forget our families for a bit and remember the good old days. This father's day we spent our  time thinking a lot of the past. We shared anecdotes and incidents. The house echoed with laughter.  My father loved every minute of the family time. There was a familiar glint in his eye and when I gave him a hug on Father's Day he seemed happier than ever before. 

This father’s day, I am expressing my love towards my dad by participating in the #HugYourDad activity at BlogAdda in association with Vicks.

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