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MY DAD, MY HERO
When I was young, I was fond of Superman; but even then I didn’t ever feel the need for such a wonder man in my life. Perhaps this was because I already had one —- my father.
A father is a protective shield against all the tragic and tough happenings in life. Whatever may occur, he is always there to cope with all the predicaments and to comfort you every time you need him ... or even when you don’t. A father dedicates all his pleasures and desires for the sake of bringing up his child in the best way he can manage. He resembles the God’s way of taking care of us.
A man, when grows to be a father, learns to live the life of sacrifice and compromise. A father is a strong, confident and patient man. Despite all the insolence and scorns he suffers during hard times, he still smiles and plays with his baby for his contentment. He lays the foundation that keeps the child upright and always ready to confront the ups and downs of life. He toils all day long, so firmly and faithfully, to turn our dreams to reality.
He is the symbol of love and care, a person whose support and words of appreciation helps a child grow effectively. His encouragement never lets a child tumble, even when the entire world turns around.
He is loving and friendly, but can turn strict and rigorous even more than a schoolteacher. But without that, it would be almost beyond the realm of reason to show a child the right way. He is experienced and sensible and so, guides his child knowledgeably against delinquencies.
My father ...actually there is lot to share about him but words fall short. Still I will give it a try. In the beginning, I felt scared of him, so much so that sitting near him for long made me feel uneasy and his presence created trouble for me while uttering words properly. But as I grew responsible, he became affable and friendly, someone whom I could count on to help me through.
Now I understand that all that strictness was meant to make me a disciplined and dutiful person. Although, I am the youngest of all nine, even then I received so much of his attention and affection that it seemed as if though I was his first child.
I learnt from my mother that he came to the city when he was just 16, all alone and even incapable of speaking the local language. But he managed to make us civilized and taught us all we needed to know by his noble example of uphill struggling. He is a man of a thousand merits, full of great dignity and strength.
He is my absolute mentor, who always stands by my side. He is a pillar of hope in gloominess and a guiding star that has always lighted my path. My trust for him is boundless, respect is eternal and love is unquestioning. I am privileged to know him, to adore him and to be of him. He is my idol and I am his baby, his little girl.
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