my appa is the best!! :D

when i was 5 ..i had a fight with one sai kiran on whose daddy was the best ..it was 'daddy' at first ..then cut it short to 'dad' ..its 'appa' sometimes now :D ..

my first conscious memory of appa - ghar ke balcony mein kada tha ..dad returned from kodad (used to work there when i was a baccha) ..ran to amma and shouted 'daddy daddy' (read: dad came) with excitement ..dad brought me a mickey mouse glass that in which i used to drink milk everyday (im a milk addict) :D ..the next memory - was in the bathroom ..dhadhi called 'rinku ..daddy occhindu' (daady came) ..started running ..tripped off the threshold and fell on a table ..thats how i got one of my many scars on the forehead ..there are many other bachpan ke memories ..nice ones like sitting between dad and mom on the blue chetak on our way to the doc at chikoti and holding dad tightly for warmth ..funny ones like dad taking (a sleepy) me when i was in 2nd or 3rd standard to a eatery (if it was called one then) to have a talk on my laziness!! (yes ..paidaish lazy tha) :D ..and bad ones like being belted for not cmpleting notes on time and then covering it up with lies or for not coming home on time after school :D ..

bachpan mein parents teacher meeting - i used to prefer gng with mom rather than dad ..the reason - if the teacher complained (which she would always) i would get blasted by dad after at home ..but as a moved to high school sabkuch ulta hogaya ..appa became more of a bro than a dad ..then college ..appa really became more of my brother ..evryone mistook him for my elder brother (even the lecturers) ..girls used to oogle at him (what the tihs! i used to think) ..just imagine 17 18 yr old girls paying attention to a 40 yr old dad instead of his 18yr old son ..that how i started hating gng out with dad agn :P ..

i wont say my dad made many compromises to make our lives comfortable ..i guess all dads do that ..but he nvr regretted doing it even when we failed to succeed ..nvr complained ..nvr stopped smiling ..slowly the fear i had after i was first belted was gone ..it was replaced by respect and admiration (the one that exists between bestest of friends) ..i can now say that i like pulling dad's leg (and dad likes it too!!) ..he knows every prank sammi n i play at home ..evry nakra we do ..and manages to be a part of it himself :D ..

there are millions of dads on earth ..but very few who text naughty jokes to their sons (while the son is in the class) or update abt what their 'gang of uncles' are upto ..very few who call and say 'whats up?? ..yaha pe powercut ..bore marra' ..very few who say do whatever your heart says and im there for you no matter what ..and very few ditch their formals for their sons jerseys and actually manage to look better than the sons ..thats why ..at 20 ..i still say - 'MY APPA IS THE BEST!!'