Happy Bday Daddy....I Miss You

I’m really writing it for myself and for our 1 year old daughter who scarcely got to meet her Grandpa. I want her to know about the man who never knew the meaning of giving up in his life. 
When I was a little one, he was called my daddy and he was my need, dependency, nothing I could do without him. When I was 8, he was still called my daddy but now he was a source of security to me, when I was fourteen-fifteen, he was still called my daddy but he became my best friend with whom I can fight all the time, I can argue with him all the time, in-fact I fought with him maximum in that period. When I was 29, I became a father, and began parenting my child. During this process of parenting, I understood my father a lot and then my liking for him grew multiple times and suddenly this liking turned to be love. When he became 63 and me 32, he still is called as my daddy but he became my child. Because now it is the privilege that I get to do everything for him that he once used to do to me. And this very thought of can doing everything to my daddy that he did to me at one stage is beyond privilege!

Now at 64 when my father left me, there is a photograph that is hanging here in my home and I still refer to him as my daddy but he is my GOD right now.

How I call him has not changed at all but what he means to me through the same name changed at every stage of my life. With each moment passing by, I Feel more and more his presence, the more I am trying to understand this the more I am trying to take myself away from confining the omnipresence into a person and start experiencing the presence. And I am trying to give myself the freedom what Lord Hanuman gave himself when Lord Rama left him  :  “Even in form if you are not there, I will continue to feel your presence here and will continue to be here only Daddy”. For the first time in spiritual perspective I could say “with you-with you and even without you-with you”.

Person's can leave, presence can't …I am feeling my daddy’s presence all the time.

Just then some one who is close to my father knocked our door without knowing about the current situation and asked me…where is your daddy. I smiled and replied where is he not ?

Someone asked me when are you with your daddy. All I could reply is when I am not with him ?…I started getting this feeling only after realizing my relationship with my daddy has gone beyond time and space..beyond bone &flesh, form &fame…..Just feeling his presence.

Happy 65th Birthday Dear Daddy! I Love You.....

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