MY DADDY STRONGEST!!! :-) ;-) B-) :-P

Remember the little gal in the sunflower, suffola oil ad?
Well at some point in my blissful childhood, i was also like that.I was as they say, Daddy's gal..."Papa ki pari"!!I was my dad's beta..He was the hero of my life..whenever there was something i needed,i wanted to know,it always used to be papa who solved it for me..According to me,there was nothing in the whole wide world that my dad didnt know..For maths,yes we, me and my little sis, turned to mom, but for rest dad was our pillar of knowledge...
As i was passing through various phases of my notorious and for a large part, joyful childhood, some where along the line, my priorities started shifting..It was still my dad only for playing badminton,but internet soon started replacing the knowledge pool,mobiles for sharing gossip and info....friends took more of my time..After hours of studies,i came home late,my dad was always there to talk about it, but i didnt have time....
For my birthday, papa always got me what i wanted, but i preferred celebrating with my hordes of friends..dad never complained..looking back,now i wonder why?
Time simply flew by and it was time for me to shift to hostel..dad was worried and i was excited about undertaking yet another adventure..He left me at the hostel,with a frown on his face at how miserable my living quarters looked..but i waved at him happily, quite at peace with my surroundings..but soon reality settled in..soon i knew how important dads patient hearing was..soon i missed my parents, my papa at my birthdays..soon..everything happened soon..but not too soon..
i flocked home on every occasion.ma's bday, da's bday, my sis's bday..every occasion with presents hoping that i could somehow explain how much i missed them...
This time, on pa's bday, me,my ma n ma sis hatched a conspiracy..it was the last day of autumn fest and i was actually too busy, being in 3 committies..
everytime dad called,i wished him and i was like,pa..am really busy now..all call you later..pakka..
After wrapping up the event, i picked ma bag and hopped on to a bus to take me to my home sweet home..
No one told my dad that i was coming and he went on with his work..i came home and me and my sis crept in stealthily..there was my dad sitting on the sofa, engrossed in his new LCD tv, oblivious to ma presence..He looked up and i was like,"hi pa!!"..
The look on his face then was something i would treasure through out my life..all 3 of were laughing at his flabbergasted expression and when we were finally done with it,i presented him with my gift,"Happy bday dad.."..n he was like,"You came,that is the biggest gift i could get.."
I never could tell him that sorry pa, i drifted away in the past..
sorry papa,i spend a lot..i always think that this is the last time..ive lost the count of my number of last times..
sorry pa for never telling ya how much you all mean to me..
sorry pa for not being there where you wanted me to be..sorry pa for everything that i did wrong, but am happy pa that inspite of all that, you are still there for me..still ma best friend..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PA!!!!