I feel Blessed…

Its been a while since I have wrote anything but fiction.

But this post is special, Its more of a tribute to two of my closest friends who have been by my side in the last year. Who have accepted me the way I am, Who have given me an opportunity to smile, to share their laughter.

Today I write a tribute to two such women, who have been more then my friends, They have been my balm, my escape from a sullen world.

February has been special to me, always, until February took back all the reasons it was special for. But then last year I found that there will be more to this very day that just the memories and scars of battle.

I’ve been celebrating the 4th of February for the last 10-12 years or so, last two years without the one who made it special. But this year I’ll celebrate this for one more reason.

On this very day, last year, I met not one but two of my beloved friends. And this post is a tribute to both of those amazing ladies to let them know how special they are and how blessed I feel to have them around.

Let me Introduce the first of the two, Since I haven’t asked her permission before writing this post I wont be writing her name in but then let her just call her “Sunshine”.


As her name suggests, she is the sunshine who hits the world and does all but brighten everyone around. She loves Sports and like I recently mentioned her, she is my favorite person to discuss football with. No points for guessing, we both support Manchester City in the EPL.
If there was any doubts that women don’t watch sports or cant follow it then my dear “Sunshine” is the one who shall no doubt not only prove you wrong, she’ll make you feel sorry that you even thought anything like that in the first place.

I cant recall of her not knowing bout anything about any particular sport, She watches F1, Soccer, Tennis and not to forget cricket (I might have missed adding a few more to the list but do forgive me for that).

But that’s not the end of things, She works in a very creative field and as far as I know she is good at it, real good I mean. There is more, apart from working lion heartedly in the corporate world winning hearts & accolades (which she has I am sure) she also writes amazingly well.

She is not the kind of writer who write blogs about personal self, typo filled fiction genre (Which I believe is my forte) or even reviews of sports and other kinds, Instead her posts are very very Informative and I feel that they always exclude positivity.

Do read her blogs at http://www.archdelhi.blogspot.in

From a few of you who has seen her on twitter and to all those who haven’t known her at all, I should tell you even though she appears to be a very happy go lucky lady, there’s more to what meets the eye.

Since I’ve had an opportunity to know her from close quarters in real life, In a few words I’ll describe her as a real fighter, an optimist and a real friend.

Now let me introduce you to the other lady who blessed my existence by meeting me on this very day.

She is called Lady Gryffindor. Do I need to say more?

Yes an very ardent harry potter fan, she also is a member of the famous “Griffindor group at Hogwarts”

Lady Gryffindor

Since I’ve met her we have grown to become dear friends. She is one of the very few people who I feel very comfortable around. Till date I’ve never felt the need to Impress her (Not because she is out of my league) because she just lets me be me and accepts me for my flaws (Which if written in a list, it would stretch to a few kilometers).

Best part about her is, she is very honest, down to earth and really understanding. And I know all this because we have fought like two kids over a bar of candy on loads of issues. She is one of the few people along whom I can discuss a million topics at once and still not lose track of any single one of them. Although a tad younger than me she is one of the sanest people I have come across, whose advices I actually take seriously.

Let me tell you a little more about my dear Lady Griffindor (Or the 8th Horcrux as she calls herself), She is a very hardworking Physiotherapist during the day and from evening to dawn of another day she dons the mantle of being the loving daughter, caring sister, the very unselfish friend and for a few selected the very naughty mischief monger kid who just doesn’t want to grow up.

And Just like my beloved Sunshine, She knows her sports well. A huge fan of sir dravid (just like me) she is a follower of Roger Federer as well.

Let me not miss out on telling, She makes the best chicken ever! And I mean ever.. I’d just do anything to eat it when she cooks & yes this is a confession to all.

Since I am confessing let me confess more, I absolutely love fighting with her cause she lets me be the kid I always wanted to be.  Never judges even when I flirt with a million girls (To which I should also confess on being a flirt) and always is there when I need.

In a few words If I could describe her, I’d say, Lips like petals and Eyes like Orbs, spreading happiness with smiles is my lady Gryffindor.

I could actually go on and on telling loads of amazing things about you two but then I’d like to say a few things from my the bottom of my heart.

Thank you so much both of you for being there when I needed, Thank you so much for all the things you’ve done for me. Thank you so much for coming into my life as the dearest of my friends.

I might not be around all the time, I promise I’ll always have ya back and both of you will find me whenever you need me.

Needless to say, I feel Blessed to have you both In My life.

PS- If anyone reading this post is on Twitter do follow the two pretty ladies, They are absolutely worth it.


2 of a Kind: A Fatherly Tale


19th of June 2011,
Somewhere In Mumbai.
11:00 am IST

I never was an early riser and upon that It was a Sunday for which I had labored for an entire week. But I knew this Sunday was Different, It was More special. I ripped through the sheets in one Motion and slid on my chair in front of my computer. As I was switching the machine on, my thoughts wandered over to her sweet smile, I knew she was an early riser unlike me so I was expecting her wishes for me on that very day.

In the next few moments I logged in my facebook account and there It was, A single tab on my profile was glowing with life in it. I clicked and I found myself to be right again this time. A single message form her lay there having only 4 words..
“Happy Fathers Day Dad”

Yes, at 25 years I was the father of a gorgeous 18 year old lady.

2 of a Kind: Like Father, Like Daughter.

Neel. Thats her name! That might sound quite westernized to most of you but in my kids defense let me tell you she has a name that is as graceful as she is. She answers to the real name of Neelabha. More or less my daughter is very much like me. Like my family both of her biological parents come from 2 different parts of India and hence we cant say if we are North,West or south Indians. We can only say that we are proud Indians. And just like me, She has a liking for writing as well.

It all started a couple of years ago when I found a facebook page dedicated to mothers and its name touched my heart to its deepest end. Instantly I liked it and ended up spending more time on the page than on my facebook wall itself. The admin of the page was a cute little girl who wasnt afraid to engage in a duel of words with anyone who went up against womanhood. Growing up around 2 women myself, I never was the one who would ever abuse the power of a woman. I consider a woman to be a mortal form of god on this planet. Hence, anything against womanhood was always offending to me. Because of this, She found an able ally in me.
She was none another than the lass I now adore as my daughter.

On Mothers day that year I found out that I was in for a surprise. Neel had posted a Note on her page and wanted me to read it, I was curious as It was a note written by someone for a mother. When I started to read it I found that the Note had uncanny resemblance to my life. Thats when it struck me what it was!
It was a post from my own personal blog, I had written that very article as a tribute to my very own mother on Mothers days the year before. I was taken by surprise and yet I was flattered because till that day I had never mentioned to her that I do write as well.

The conversations among us had started to flow since then, I was glad that she liked my post and found it good enough for her page. I felt in a way even I was honored and I thanked her for it. What she replied me is still the best compliment I’ve ever had and I shall treasure that moment for the rest of my life.
I’ll Put it in her own words as she said, “I was In tears when I read it… It was beautiful. Swap your a Master of words… you always manage to charm me with your words and make my day.”

On February the first, I had shared my plans to propose my best friend of 9 years with her then. She was as happy at that and yet I was all nervous. She comforted me in her own way by saying, “Im sure she’ll walk down the aisle with you, That’s just not my wish but a lady’s confidence is speaking up.”
The next day I confessed a deeper secret to her.. I wanted to have a daughter & If my daughter would have been like her then I would have felt to be blessed my the heavens because Neel is the best daughter any man can have.  All she replied was, “It will be an honor for me (to be your daughter) Dad.”

Since then I have adored her, Loved her and treasured every moment that I have spend with my lovely Daughter.

Well so now, if you all have had the Impression of my kid being the most sweetest soul on this planet the allow me to Introduce you guys to My daughter Neel through My eyes. She always sports a Tainted halo that hides the horns on her head and compliments her gorgeous smile, she is just not the girl next door. She is the woman of next generation thriving in today’s world. She is born to rule and succeed. Be it man or woman get in her wrong books and she is always up for a fight. Just like me, she loves her family to the core and doesn’t give a damn to the world. A vegetarian  foodie like her father (me), loves friends and a prankster to the core.
Like every beautiful lass she looks cute when she is angry or when she frowns but she is at her glowing best when she is all happy excluding vibes of Happiness around her.

The Most Important thing, If she is angry there are only 2 ways to get her anger down and bring her back to her vivacious self. Chocolate and SRK.
Yes, you guys read it right. She absolutely digs chocolate and Shahrukh Khan, So next time she gets red with anger or her mood is down Im just gonna say, “Kiddo, I think SRK is an absolutely amazing actor, seems finally I have started to like him.” I doubt that she might believe me but I know she might sense my Intentions and smile just the way she would be smiling after reading this.

She is adolescent, sweet, naughty and yet she is can behave in a way that looks more than mature. I remember the time when I was serving a broken heart, I didnt knew what to do and whom to talk to. I had friends who could have advised me or maybe even had sympathy for me but instead of them I chose to share my grief with my daughter. The next moment she had turned a shoulder to cry on, a confidant I can rely on even in the toughest of times and suddenly I found to be lighter at my heart. This was the sort of relation I always had thought I’d have with my daughter when she arrives and Neel has brought all my dreams to life.

But, the Image of a Mature woman growing in my little princess never settled in my mind. Two days after I shared my heart break she quietly and yet sweetly said me, “Dad, yeh sab chodo, Yeh batao mere liye Mommy kab laa rahe ho??” (Which means: Dad leave all this and tell me when are you bringing me a Mommy?)

My daughter always says, she never will fall in love even though me being an hopeless romantic myself. With my experience, I know that wont happen. So Kiddo (as I call her) I want to tell you, that no matter what, every one of us has to come to face love once in our lives. Only a few selected of them die with the glory of it while the rest of us walk the journey of life with the pieces of our broken hearts.
If I have to write another confession I’d do it now, I probably know there might be dumb idiots swarming around you with strategies to woo you every now and then, And yes I have noticed this even on your page albeit I have never showed this and yet joked about having a gun ready for all those who even thought of flirting with you. I might have become more of a father off late to you but then never forget, I still am the same guy, I still am the same friend whom you can lean on when your in a dilemma.

I wish I could have written more but I really cant, not because I am drafting this tribute sitting in a train on my laptop but because everytime I think of you I only end up with smiles as I go speechless. So, I’d only say live your life in a way that only you can, I might not be able to stop you from making mistakes but I promise, I’ll always be around when you need someone after committing a Mistake.

“I love you loads Kiddo, I always will.”


People around us more often than not dont understand relationships. So I dont expect them to understand the special bond between me and my daughter. All I can say love always needs to people, not necessarily they need to be spouses you always can love your children for they are also your soul-mates too In a way.

Neel has not only been a lovely daughter, she has also been a teacher to me. She has taught me how to live a life when things seem lost, She is not only my daughter but also a friend, guide and most importantly a piece of my heart itself.

Im not sure if I’d be around the day she gets married but the day she does I surely am gonna have my eyes moist just like every father does. For me even if she is all of 18 and good to be 20 soon, She still is 5 or 6 in my heart and in my memories.