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To Daddy

by Trishna
DEAR Daddy.
It doesn't seem too long ago when my tiny hand was in yours, held firmly, walking side by side in the parks. I still laugh to myself as I recollect memories of those days when I would burst into tears not finding you around and you’d suddenly appear saying Baowwh' from behind a bush.
I clearly remember saddling on your shoulders and going to the fish-markets, not that I liked seeing the fishes or going there but I didn't want to be away from you till you came back home. Those bed-time stories, the Jelly-rolls and bottles of Mlrinda at your office and my blind support for you during every fight between you and Mom still shine brightly In my book of memories. Its hard to accept that I am now on my way to a new world where neither you nor those days would be able to influence. 1 remember keeping your photograph or your shirt in my arms throughout the nights you were out of town on official purposes and now I shall have to live with an entire new family, a new home, a new atmosphere and not a father but a father-in-law.
It is rather heart-aching that I first had come in your arms in diapers and an now leaving you in this heavy red saree. It appears that you have left no way for me to stay back. You have spent lakhs to make me look attractive and make a bunch of strangers take me away from you forever. You would always be scared to let me go out wearing gold and now you have wrapped me in these heavy gold-jewelleries and allowed me to step into a new family. That tiny hand which used to be held firmly has now been beautified with mehendi. One of its fingers bears a sparkling ring which signifies that 1 am somebody else's property. You have given all effort to make me worth of marriage. That day has arrived, the day for which you have raised and protected your daughter.
Daddy, when you had taken your first glance at me. you must have been in great joy. You must have showed me to others saying. this is My baby'. Its funny that now I am all ready to introduce myself to you as somebody's WIFE. I am fulfilling my parents' only dream today.
Tell me daddy, are you experiencing the happiness of a dream coming true or the agony of a nightmare? I didn't mean to deepen your pain but to share my feelings with you at the most difficult moment of my life as I always have. This is the last letter from your daughter which requires no reply. Any letter you receive in future will be from Mrs' so and so. Well again, look at the bright side, so much of your income is going to be saved, your troubles will be lessened and no more will you be burdened with a daughter — you know, those prank calls, naughty boys and suspicions, coping up with my stubborness. temper and so forth! There must have been times when 1 had hurt you so Intensely that you had dreaded having me. Well, see daddy. God has answered to that wish of yours. This is one advantage of having daughters, you never have to tolerate them forever: they leave you sooner or later.
I had come, into your arms, crying, into this unknown, queer world. Today. I am walking away from your arms, crying, into yet another world. At this moment I can only wish for a happy life for you and say — GOODBYE.
From
Your Loving Daughter.