So it’s 5478 days today for her.
What should I call her? I have many, many different affectionate terms for her over the years – some of which she would cringe at today, and it being her birthday, I won’t embarrass her.
But she came into my life one night in May. Tousled hair, red cheeked, chubby in the ways most babies are. To grow into the fine young woman she is now. Shapely, if I may say so. Gangly, in a teenage kind of way. Pimply, temporarily. Pretty, permanently (but then I’m biased!). Moody. Confused. Stubborn. Sensible. Sensitive. Alternating between dependence and eagerness to be set free. Itching to find her place in the world. Utterly loveable as only a daughter can be to her father.
We’ve been through it all. From the early, reaching out, “papa, papa”, clutchy-feely-cuddly days to the present “go away, people are looking” days. From the times spent teaching her to swim or ride a bike to today waiting for her to get back from a friend’s. Dropping her off to nursery to picking her up from teenage parties. Worrying about what now seems like completely nonsensical trivia to currently more important things like college and boys.
Shorts have given way to even shorter shorts and the occasional skirt. Unkempt hair to ironing and straightening. The chess board to Snap Chat. And dad to other boys, who hopefully will love and care for her as much. We’ve had the parent-child conversations. On values, expectations, responsibilities, shortcomings, goals, the future. And we’ve not really reached a full understanding. Perhaps, we never will.
There have been the usual tears, temper tantrums, threats. Scoldings and punishments. But also fabulous moments, etched forever in my memory. Of time spent in the magic of Disney, at McDonalds, the park, at home… Just the two of us. At other times, with mama also alongside.
She’s still my little girl. And even when it’s time in a couple of years to let go of her, she still will be. Always and forever. My only advice to her today is to set her mind on something solid, give it the thought it deserves and then just go out there and kick ass big time, whether it’s in the remainder of her formal education, her career, her choice of life partner, whatever. And I have immense faith that eventually everything will turn out perfectly right for her. Because I believe in her hugely.
Taarika, as you turn 15 today, this is my public present to you. A piece dedicated to you, from your father. Who’s proud as heck of his daughter. And who’s brimful with emotion as he writes this.
Bless you, darling! Love you to bits!
Happy Birthday Taarika and Kunal on you fifteenth birthday as a father, here is wishing you a very happy birthday too. The journey of love is beautifully and touchingly described.
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Thank you a ton!
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Very heart touching 🙂
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Thanks, Saumya!
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Awwwwwww… This is so so so touching.. taarika is blessed to have a loving dad as you 🙂
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Shukriya, dhanyavaad, merci, danke, grazie, gracias, etc. She’s my one & only angel!
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She’s very pretty and you ain’t biased for that 🙂 God bless her !
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Lol, thanks!
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🙂 🙂
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I love this so much! It’s an amazing post, all of it. And Taarika is beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you so much, really! and shhhh, kahin nazar na lag jaaye!! 😉
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Ahaha. I’ll add MashaAllah!
And you are welcome! I really enjoyed your writings. 🙂
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😊
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Bless you both 🙂 This is such a wonderful gift for any daughter to have 🙂 I went back to so many moments with my dad and oh yes , these names that make us cringe ( is it a universal dad thing? )
The shorts getting shorter …lol !
Your daughter looks beautiful and exudes so much energy , even through the picture . Here’s to loving papas and adorable daughters ..Cheers !
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Thanks a bunch, P, appreciate it!
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Pleasure .
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This is so beautiful as a dedication to your daughter and your pride as a father. I have a 14 year old who wants to be 20 something and a 21 year old who is happy to be 16 for now. Mothers don’t have it so easy with girls. They are Daddy’s girls for sure but they’re still their mother’s children and I’m proud of these two vwry different personalities. Do you have Uber in India. These days Uber makes our lives easier in fetching children from parties. Sorry – I’ll get off your blog now:-)
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Mine has just turned 16 now and I love her to death! Yes, we have Uber and yes, we have many parties!! 😜
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Thanks a lot, Chevvy!
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This is really amazing I am enjoying reading your work.keep up the lovely stuff.
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Sure I will! And thanks for your kind praise!
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Wowwww
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Than you!!!
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Aah….that left me teary eyed, K! What more can I say…she is blessed to have you as a Dad, as are you to have her as a daughter…and may she always remain blessed.
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Ditto re Niyati, my friend, ditto
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