Papa's Daughter

Today,when there is a surge of nostalgia and i look back in conjecture, the amount of drudgery that has gone of my father for me to be a fine lady, is colossal and untold.Always being by my side,holding my hands and making me walk with just one dictum in his eyes- "Dont tumble"- as i gradually took steps towards the journey called LIFE.

Working day and night,so that i get the best of food,clothing and education.Always compromising on his own needs so that my needs can be taken care off .Even though our preferences and thoughts never matched and we had our share of fights and arguments,but in the end,always letting me have it my own way as long as i was safe,secured and tenable.

Getting me clothes despite of the fact that they never used to fit me.Making me sit and listen to old hindi songs and make me watch dilip kumar's movies even though i used to loathe it. Telling me his childhood stories and trying hard to induce that he also was a "wannabe" in those times.At night,sneaking in my room to kiss me on my cheeks and to make sure i was sleeping well.Stealing sweets from the fridge and on being caught,always giving those naive looks accompanied by his naughty smile just used to make me adore,revere and exalt him more and more.

Even now when iam 25,and the journey of life unfolds,i still have a story to tell-a story of a daughter and her loving father.Iam still her little daughter who used to play and jump on his knees once.I can feel and see the same maxim in his eyes of me being exultant and content.He is growing old,but his charms,his puckish looks and his impish smile are sill just enough to bring me back to life when iam down and out.I guess somethings never change and this feisty unbreakable bond of me and my papa is one of them.It is indeed a feeling of great conceit for me ,that i was,am and will always be my "papa's daughter"

Heart or Mind?

Apparently the heart is supposed to beat and the mind is supposed to think ,but it has never been so.Somehow they both end up thinking and assessing our problems using their own astuteness.However,the problem is never resolved because both the "perspectives" never match.If the heart says "NO" the mind says "YES" and vice-versa.The end result-we have one more add on to our already existing heap of problems-"SHOULD I LISTEN TO MY HEART OR MY MIND?"

Its very difficult to take a stand and question the acumen and expertise of either one of them because technically they both are RIGHT!!

The fear within is always there.What if you listen to your heart and things dont work out,then you'll be called an EMOTIONAL FOOL .And what if you listen to your mind and things dont turn up to be your way,in that case you'll be called a CALLOUS.

So at the end,blindfolded, we decide to lay a wager on either one of them. But the irony is ,incidently or co-incidently it happens most of the times that we end up making the wrong choice and our risks and ventures doubles.

Knowing all this,still our heart and mind plays vital roles in all our decision making.It is now in our convention to probe and weigh their perspicacities.And despite of doing so much of speculation ,the question will still prevail and linger...."HEART OR MIND?"