Love you Pa..

Yesterday was the first time the trio - me, Sush & Minu went out together. We three have been at each other's places every other day, stood on the roads speaking for hours and all that, but "hang-outs" were not prominent. If they happened, only two of us would make it, it would somehow so happen that the third black sheep would opt out.
Minu and I have oft been out, sometimes even caught red-handed(then, it wasn't easy to go out with your friend with the so called board-exams round the corner)! But with 13 years of friendship between us and with just 100 mts of distance between our houses, we never went out as a trio... pathetic right?

We made up for ALL that yesterday ;) We went out for a movie "Abhiyum naanum". A poignant movie, a lil' exaggerated with unnoticeable logic-flaws, stolen BGMs, nevertheless pleasantly sentimental and makes one have a bitter-sweet longing for those beautiful growing up days.

When I say beautiful, I meant those plain beautiful memories, evergreen ones that I still remember vividly today.
I still remember Appa's arrival at the airport being a ritual. I would run up to him and jump onto his hands. He used to carry me, right from when I was 7 to when I was 12, and never complained of how heavy I was!

When I was thirteen plus, I'd sit in the living room engrossed in TV neglecting mom's threats. Apparently I used to fall asleep watching the TV. Dad will then have to carry me upstairs. At this hour, I can't even climb two flights of stairs without gasping for breath and HE had to carry 45kgs upstairs!!

Appa never used to bother about my study-regime and I loved that trait of his. Till date, I haven't known any friend of mine whose Dad seats them on their laps. I'm 24 now, my dad does it even today leaving my mom frowning at the scene and saying :
"4 kalutha vayasagidichu" *
(I feel SO loved when I think of those incidents)

Today I feel I'm old enough to take my own decisions, why.. impose my decisions on my dad. Dad's lil' girl is nowhere around...
Yet... after all the years, after all the change, after having experienced your bouts of anger at times, I love you the same dad.

I remember when I used to be 5 yrs you'd ask me "How much do you love Bapak?" and I'd promptly reply "sky much, sea much.."
I still love you that way.
Happy Valentine's day, Dad :)

* "4 kalutha vayasagidichu" : Four times the age of a donkey. A donkey has a usual life span of 25 yrs (25 * 4 = my age!) :D