Father Love

from Reflections on a Life, writings and paintings for my father The only birds I could identify as a child were the cardinal and the robin. But I loved the sounds of the names of birds. I thought they were pretty. Nuthatch. Sparrow. Warbler. Chickadee. My dad knew them all…

“Daddy, well done! You rode really good yesterday and I want you to bring home another medal,” Andrew Hoy’s daughter sent him a message in the morning after his silver winning in team event.

Find beauty. Be generous. In January of 2015, I received a call at home from a stranger who asked for me by name. He said he had a photograph of a helmet of an FDNY chief from the twelfth battalion (where my father was not only one of four chiefs…

When life feels grim and like all hope is lost, look around and use the tools available. My dad was particularly fond of a poster — nothing more than a line drawing on a piece of paper — depicting a frog being eaten by a bird. The bird had consumed…

5 years today, you left us Pappaji! Remembering my dearest and honourable Dad, “Kantilal” as he introduced himself! Majority of us are blessed with unique crazy fathers, so was I, unfortunately lost him in the journey of life! Born as a third child after my two brothers, was bought up…

First, let me say you can call me a daddy’s girl. “Dadddy!!” That was how I remember I’d shout your name with glee, before my pure innocence started to give way into “adulting.” I’m glad it did not sweep away my love for you. Although, now that I’m older, I…

A World without a Father It has been about 3 months since losing my father at an age of 18, just when I was getting a taste of independence. It came of as a rude shock, as my dad had passed away in an accident. It made things worse as…

A Person who lead our lives, From birth to Hopes for life. Who was there when we first learned to speak, He was there when we learned to crawl, We have a permanent car, a human car which we ride when ever you want, He taught us how to walk…