My Lifeline is My Maa Papa
What do I start thanking you for?
For the time I was sick and was crying all night, Maa you gave up your sleep and sat all night nursing me. Soaking the towel in ice water and placing it on my head, waiting for the fever to die down. That time Papa you came back late from work after a long tiring day, still you was with me hole night without taking any rest. Papa, you always treat me like a princess. Yaa I am princess because you are king . Papa every time I asked you for a certain amount of money, you would give me more than what I asked for, with that perfect smile of yours.
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You both are an epitome of compassion , hard work and determination. I have learnt these three qualities by watching you during your trying times. Maa, you were lying on the bed sick, yet the first thing you asked me when I returned from school was, "Did you finish your lunch?" When I said no, you frowned at me and got up from the bed, heading towards the kitchen.
Papa, you tend to always project your tough emotionless exterior, but the minute you know I need to be dropped somewhere, you come back early from work. From party planning to vacation planning, you never fail to impress me with your managemant skills.I am really very lucky to have parents like you. I love youhhhh lots.Dear Maa and Papa now I am 18+ , I have come of age where I demand reasons for your actions. when I was child you just told me what is good or bad? ,and I always with your opinion, But the time has come, when I ask you WHY?
You must guide me through my journey. But please do not cave the path for me. I would like the freedom to make my own decisions and the opportunity to make my own path, no matter how hard it may be. I am 100% unique and the last edition of my kind. So please do not compare my results to my another classmates. I have always worked hard to gain knowledge rather then to rote learn for the sake of my marks. I may not be good at byhearting theories and definitions. But I do know how to apply my skills in the right field. I may not be good at Mathematics, but there is a hidden artist in me who draw Beautiful Paintings.
At last, Maa Papa I promise you that I am and I will be there for you always.
THANK YOU!
