Professor Sid

I once shared a conversation of my dad and me, with an acquaintance, just reading that conversation brought a smile to my face. A dad is always a girls favorite man, he loves her unconditionally and even if he doesn’t say it (like my dad) there are a zillion ways he’ll show it to you. So to my Papa, I’d like to say, thank you (even though I know its not enough) but thank you for being who you are, thank you for loving me as I am, thank you for letting me be who  I want to be, thanks for tolerating my eccentricity, thank you for letting me fly as high as I wish, thank you for caring enough to want me back, thank you for giving me a home. And my home has always been you! these are bits of conversation between my dad and me. My sister was travelling to Islamabad and my dad was freaking out (as usual). I was to drive her to the airport and dad insisted on going along to drop her off (gosh dad it's just Islamabad!) At home... papa: chalo utho jaldi karo Me: array mein kia kar