opened my secret diarysaid ;i wish i could cal you pa'tears trickled down my eyestried to hidebut you know how mom's are what happened?nothing i saidwhat happened?nothing i reiteratedwrapped me around her armswhat happened ?i wish i could call daddy pashe kissed my forehead and hugged me. i cried ,cried and cried in her arms
for all these years i was quiet dint tell anybody whyit was this day i see my diary's old withered piecei recalled all the past burns my dad had caused
when i was a kidjealous of friends and enviedwhen i saw sanya's dad hug herjyoti's dad bug her or sumi's dad love herseeing their lovely friendly chat i would sneak in my hole like rathide myself and crycoz my daddy was at workdint know whywhen my dad was back no hug no kiss no pat on back in a hope that one day he wouldi dint complain even if i could
19 years have passednever spoke ,not even for 19 hoursno birthday gifts no birthday blessingsno not how it feelswhen dad hugs but has taught me something.i have learnt to ignorewhen he throws money on the table the car keys at my face or look that says i am not his daughter i don't retaliate fight or complainonly because my mom would pain she would cry , envy and complaini gulp my tears and forgive my dadonly coz i cant see her sadeven today he doesn't know my coursemy friends or boyfriendsbut still i hope, i crave i wish one day if i could call him pa
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