Letters from a father to his daughter

Hullo.
I saw this thread today only, you have wriiten it many months before and i am new member. But i feel fortunate i could see this article in index today.
You have written so well so loving and feelingly about your father and the bond . So much love if a person can feel that itself is treasure for life, what more we want. this is the feeling i got.

My father died when i was 7 years. Now i dont have even little memory of him. There are some photos, he is hugging me, keeping me on his lap and all, but i cannot remember anything. I dont think of him too much, people ask do you miss father ?then i have to be honest and tell, no, i am not missing because i never knew him. But once or twice, when i saw some emotional movies, i felt loss that i dont have father and felt sad for a little while. Now reading your beautiful article i really felt loss. I have missed something wonderful in life.
In our parts they say " AAsirvathikkapattavanga" ( like " blessed people")You are that . and so nice you dint take that bond for granted but appreciate god's blessing and filled it in your soul. That heart-filling love will give you strength for ever.

Dear Swarnalatha,

That was such a touching memory of your father! And I feel that anyone who has enjoyed the warmth and affection of a father even for a day is blessed. As you have written about me, 'blessed one'- I know it applies to you too. Sometimes, I feel that God averages His blessings out for everyone of us. I see that you have a lovely six yesr old son. I am still waiting to be blessed with a child after 13 years of marriage. So, you are just as blessed and graced by God. Thnks for such a nice post. I was feeling miserable yesterday thinking that I should have never started this thread since I have been unable to reply to the FB in time, indvidually. Your post made me feel better.

regards
Vidya

Dear vidya,
That was a touching post.A couple of days back, I started reading this post,could not continue and did not read it fully.I just did not have the guts.When we read something so emotional and touching like what you have narrated ,immediately you think about your experiences in similar situation.I lost my father when I was very young.My two daughters are very attached to their father.When I read how your father guided you ,I could not but think of my husband as a young father how much love he showered on his daughters.He only taught them to read chandha mama ,and other story books very patiently.Once they caught on to the habit of reading there was no stopping them.
My younger daughter started an animal welfare centre and spent all her salary on tending to the dogs and cats,father dear would patiently help her out.giving her money even for her auto fare.
My elder daughter is at Bangalore.Last time when we went there, he spent lot of time in their garden and raised a beautiful garden for her and for her neighbours.Initially my daughter was almost angry that her father was working like a mali in other people's garden,but when she saw how much respect they had for him, she relented.
Your father and your fondness of your father,your love for him made me think of my daughters and their love for their father.
I think this father daughter relationship is very special.
I thoroughly enjoyed the post
love
mithila kannan

Hi vidya,
Really I must say, u have the most precious treasure of ur life. No jewellary no precious stones can ever measure upto the treasure u have in ur hands

Dear Vidya,

What a lovable father and preserving his letters and mails are the most precious gifts in world ... I have no words to express other than my to you Vidya ...

dEar vidya,

that was a lovely tribute to your father...yes i too am papas pet and so could relate to it very emotionally....i also have preserved his letters and emails ever since the day i got married and left home and whenever i think of him it is nice to read them ........

Mindi

Dear Vidya,

Read your post before but just could not come back and write again. I also share a special bond with my father. We have fought, argued, talked, laughed together and I would say he was more than a friend to me. If I am successful in my Joint Family, i only owe to him. All good things come to an end and so happened with my dad also....... it is past 6yrs now. But the way I lost him .......
We had planned to put a first storey on my fil's property and all the documentation was getting ready. We got hold of an engineer, and my father was the key person to discuss with him all the minute details reg to construction.Parallely his health was also failing him. When we laid the first brick, he was in hospital for an angiogram and passed away after 2 days. He was not there to see his dream come true. Till date I have not been able to come to terms with this personal loss. In other words damn it....... I just miss him yaar.