A letter to Dad

I thought of writing a letter to you, dad, a letter of thanks. Was wondering, why it really took me so long, rather 33 years of my life to thank you for the precious gifts that you have given to me throughout my life. Would like to express some of my thoughts and views too.

They say, count your blessings everyday of your life, give more and expect less, this surely is the way of living a happy life. Sometimes we get so caught up with this competitive world, comparing ourselves to our neighbors, wanting exactly the same thing or even better than them, that we stop exploring our own potential. Its true, the world makes us blind, its also true, that, we have a choice, either allow ourselves to be filled with blindness or we change our glance elsewhere. I guess I have been drawn by this blindness, dad, and truly failed to explore the talents that you lovingly blessed me with.

However when I turned 32, the phase of life that I went through for the past one year, made me realize, how foolish I really was. Chased the wrong things, cried over the wrong things, wasted my life over the wrong things. Better late than never, atleast I have realized it now. Not really sure how late I am, but things have changed ever since then. I have stopped chasing now! Am taking a break to smell the flowers you have beautifully designed, taste the good food, creatively discovered, and definitely taking some time off on weekends to visit you. Well I hope you really appreciate this act though!

I am trying hard to keep up to my promise of being a good human being and following the rules that you have set, but do forgive me when I fail from time to time, afterall I am just a human! You have said to love one another, but guess what dad, its really not worth loving any of your creatures anymore, they have just changed with time, just too much of evil happening around. Maybe you need to check those evil things and stop the extent and its reoccurennce, it destroyed most of your sons and daughters. Now it frustrates even the good ones!

Its difficult iving in today’s world, very little love and too much of hatred, very little sacrifice and too much of pleasure. I hope when the end of days arrive, a few of us, who may have done a little good are spared from condemnation.

I’ll end this letter with a whole lot of thanks, thanks for drilling inside me, some sense, and making me realise how foolish it is to chase behind matters that perhaps were not part of your will, drilling inside me, the beauty of forgiveness, drilling inside me where true happiness really lies. I also thank you for creating special moments in my life, where I could taste true happiness, even though it was short lived. Last but not least of all, I thank you for the precious talents that you have bestowed upon me, give me the strenght required to use it to my full potential.

Your Daughter

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