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Being a Father


Love of a father is special.

It doesn’t come naturally

from bringing a life into this world

from one’s own body.

It comes from the realisation

that this smelly little critter is

his to protect and nurture;

his to discipline;

his to work hard and earn for;

his to offer piggyback rides on muddy days;

his to carry on shoulders during parades and carnivals;

his to tickle for rewarding giggles…

Father’s love is a testimony of

human capacity to feel…

and love…

without reason.


Author’s note: Dedicated to Papa, Wasil and Bhaiya

Father’s love is usually quiet. He is just not raised to say it out loud. As a proof, watch this scene from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory where Willy Wonka meets his dentist father after many years of leaving house as a child: Video Link


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I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/

6 thoughts on “Being a Father

  1. I have never had any children, and I had a very difficult relationship with my father from the age of 14. When he left home for another woman I was 24, and pleased to see the back of him. I never saw him or spoke to him again, and he died in 1988.

    Best wishes, Pete.

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