Stepping In HIS shoes...

(The world celebrated father’s day on 15^th June, cherishing the glory of male parenting all around the world. On this very lovely day when thousands of fathers were greeted with warm wishes, there were few touchy instances about a father that sparked my mind to write this blog.)

It’s just some another evening for world but somewhere there is a man waiting outside an operation theatre of a maternity home, slightly tensed, slightly nervous but deep within him there is a colorful outline of happiness  marking the arrival of a junior version of himself.

No one else but only a father can tell what it is to be a strongest and toughest man to fight with the outside world for sustenance but simultaneously bear the tender heart holding something which for  lifelong becomes the most delicate thing in the world to him! It’s indeed amazing to see how an aggressive creature, who works hard day and night to forge the chain of his life, turns into the most unknown, emotional and childish person ever. And that’s all because of the tiny new entrant who is just a “few moments” old but still becomes the weakness of this strongest and toughest heart.

I guess even if all the world’s best adjectives combined together would fall short to describe this most incredible yet indefinable relationship between a father and his offspring.  Mother’s love naturally fits to be caring, affectionate, consoling and quite inevitable whereas it’s hardly imagined but quite true that behind the silence, scolding and continuous poking(s) there is untold yet endless love of a father! And I guess we all agree to the point that there can’t be any comparison between a father’s love and mother’s love, both are very unique in their own ways. Apart from just paying for your daily expanses, school fees and other needs, many of us have surely experienced our father in a very different role of a cycle teacher, a guide for polishing shoes, a best trainer for teaching market ethics and many more.

The way daughters look onto their father may differ from how a son would. For any daughter, her father is the only man who she feels would definitely not break her heart; no matter how low she is feeling her father’s words of generosity brings her back to the life. Her father becomes her soldier when she has any occasional brabble with her mother. Quite silly but I guess only girls would understand that!! Whereas for a son his father’s hands are those strong pillars which he trust doubtlessly. In a father, he sees his true inspiration and a real hero.

 One of the best illustrations of a father’s character was in a movie named “Taken” wherein a father puts his entire experience and efforts at stake to bring his kidnapped daughter back home safely. Just some days ago I read a Marathi poem titled “baba retire hoto tevha” (which means, “the time when father retires”), therein a son has described the unseen glimpses of a father and his incomparable importance in the family. Quite touchy!

                                         

I have something totally different to bring before you all. Call it a generation gap or something else, but I observe lack of dialog between a child and father. I guess it’s easy to blame busy schedules, changed routines, changed mindset and other factors but they surely don’t become the excusable reasons. I think hardly people noticed it but there is an advertisement of a  mobile banking, which according to me featured a very grey image of a father-children relationship in general. I, as an individual criticize it. Guys don’t let any silly and egoistic reason drive this ever cherished relationship towards any unwanted shade.

Because this unique human being called father is bit unsuccessful in expressing himself but his love and care for you is immeasurable. I would like to end with a quote by Charles Wadsworth which says,

“By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right,

he usually has a son who thinks he’s wrong.”

Dedicating this blog to my dearest dad, all the good in me is you father!!

-Aditi J