Today, I miss
my dad a lot. When I used to be sad, I used to lean on my dad’s shoulder and
ask, ‘there are so many stars but still it is dark?’
My father
used to laugh and tell me a very nice thing ‘Stars are scattered and if they
come together it would be like a bright morning, Archana. They are scattered to
give us the edge over light so that we can sleep and take rest. Else how will
you go to school, next day? There is a reason for every act of nature to give
us its best.’
I lived my
life around this but there is a time when you feel that it is untrue. As there
are certain things that happen not by law of nature. Nature plays no role in
that.
I went to Deloitte
for my PF formalities and walking out of the premises, I looked back for a
second. I wanted to capture the moments for the last time as my last
professional connection as a FTE would be over for this lifetime. I thought
about my father again.
I got my
first salary in 2002, INR 2500J
When I got
it home, my father was the first one to congratulate me. He said, “Archana, the
amount does not matter but the hard work behind this money matters. A person is
known by his deeds not by his needs. A person is known by his work not by his
name”.
Today, each
step away from Deloitte made me feel nostalgic but somewhere I felt that I am
not earning great indeed not even peanuts but I am known for what I am doing
through my work. People might not know or remember me but they will remember my
stories after reading them. I might die but my writings will live forever. My
paintings in my home will make my people feel my presence, always. Thanks to
all those who got inspired by my stories though I miss the inspiration in my
lifeJ
But I still
miss my dad and his shoulder as I feel to cry and feel lighter. I just want to
ask a question from him, ‘Will there be a morning?’
This is the
last post for the month of March 2012 – Women’s Month.
I thank my
father for being the best man in my life. I am proud that I am your daughter.
