Sunday, June 17, 2012

...For a Dad who Rocked My Cradle to My World !

I wish Happy Fathers Day to all the Happy Dads in the Happy World of Happy Kids !!! 
It's a short & sweet story of mine meeting with Four wonderful guys in my life. I know the first one, my pa and second, my grandpa from ages. I have always looked up to my father and Grand father as a person being par excellent with a vast reservoir of knowledge and grounded values & principles in life. They have beautifully portrayed being the best parents they could to another parents in the making...The timeline begins and I met another guy, third one who was fairly rough and tough, with a Tall and handsome built. Perhaps, today is a different day. The heart beat of this macho man was almost audible to me. The face was radiating and I could see the tiny sweat drops, looking more like dew drops on his forehead. The moment was intense and so were the interplay of emotions. I think he was getting too emotional, yet refrained from showing it off. I saw an all together different person standing across the table from the person I knew. After a while, the doctor broke the news about the arrival of the baby. After becoming 'a father' I saw and met a new guy in the hubby dear, a wonderful Dad, very unlike this time before...! 


Once the baby came, both of us mirrored the same gush of feeling 'thrilled and contended' on seeing a very quiet & serene face. And here I met the fourth guy in my life. We started resonating his feelings and emotional makeup - always being calm and happy in our own skin. He was the first one to cuddle a real tiny tot against his giant shoulders. That day we realized how grown up and self sufficient we are. Within few seconds the little baby lied down cozily and made him comfortable on the belly and slept off. When the baby came home, he made him rest in his cradle, full of balloons, and rocked it day and night whilst humming lullabies. One day to a fine surprise, the baby stood up and started shaking his hands...then after few months he learnt his first baby steps while standing on top of his toes. And today he is rocking my whole wide world... ! 


I'm gonna cherish the times, how he learnt his first baby steps; The crazy times when he fiddle with his food and the happy times we enjoyed in doodling at his first Doodle pad; the joy of the first hay ride; to field trips of picking berries in the strawberry fields. The fun in watching him in the Halloween costume; to the pride in marching on the graduation day. I Feel, it is the story of every house and we all owe our lives to Parents and bow down to them, to share our gratitude. The parents rock the cradle and set the stage by making them the best parents in every respect, correcting the misdeeds and always encouraging to reach the pinnacle of success in personal and professional lives. And all this experiential learning, one day becomes the platform to rock the world ! Today is a special day to appreciate all the special efforts taken by all the Dads in making their family so special ! 

My personal notion of God and parents is reflected in this poem, which has always been very dear to my heart. Its very simple...If we believe in God, we believe in Parents ! No matter, we sail through happy or tough times, parents always come, becoming Elves at times and Nick at others..!



Footprints in the Sand
        One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
             Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
                  In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
                       Sometimes there two sets of footprints,
                           other times there were one set of footprints.
                                  This bothered me because I noticed
                                that during the low periods of my life,
                             when I was suffering from
                         anguish, sorrow or defeat,
                     I could see only one set of footprints.
          So I said to the Lord,
      "You promised me Lord,
         that if I followed you,
             you would walk with me always.
                   But I have noticed that during
                          the most trying periods of my life
                                 there have only been one
                                       set of footprints in the sand.
                                           Why, when I needed you most,
                                          you have not been there for me?"
                                 The Lord replied,
                          "The times when you have
                  seen only one set of footprints,
          is when I carried you."
                                                   Mary Stevenson

Got another inspiring story for all parents and kids alike from GSpirt. The message of the story is that Money doesn't make us rich  but a simple Life with rich ideas and blessings of God, surely makes us humane human beings and lead richer lifestyle.
...One day, a rich dad took his son on a trip. He wanted to show him how poor someone can be. They spent time on the farm of a poor family. On the way home, dad asked, "Did you see how poor they are? What did you learn? 


The son said; "We have one dog - they have four, we have a pool - they have rivers, we have lanterns at night - they have stars, we buy food - they grow theirs, we have walls to protect us - they have friends, we have encyclopedias - they have a Bible." Then they headed, "Thanks dad for showing me how poor we really are."


A dad has a request - No cooking today and Put the dishes away;
Don't upload the recipes today, as it is his big 'Fathers Day' ! 
A Dad always bless and today I bless Dad. 
He may always Sparkle & Shine and we may always eat together our Christmas pie !!!!! 


I really hope we keep growing the repertoire of learning from our prudent Fathers and forefathers and keep the legacy flowing !!!




12 comments:

Kitchen Belleicious said...

that was such a sweet post! Love it

Rosa's Yummy Yums said...

A wonderful ode to your father!

Cheers,

Rosa

Sonia said...

Thank you so much @ Kitchen bellicious and Rosa !

Nami | Just One Cookbook said...

Sonia, beautiful post to your dad!

Sonia said...

Thank you so much dear Nami !

Emma @ Food, Fork and Good said...

Hey, I love your blog! So I've nominated you for the versatile bloggers award. Check out the post to find out more =] http://food-fork-and-good.blogspot.co.uk/2012/06/herb-crusted-chicken-with-veggie-fries.html

Anamika@madcookingfusions said...

Hey Sonia, first time here and loved your creativity...my daughter will really like the way you have displayed few of your dishes...fathers are always special, touched by your post!

Sonia said...

I appreciate your comments and the award. Thank you so much !

Sonia said...

@ Anamika, Thanks for the heart warming comment. They are so precious for me. I am so glad taht your daugther is going to find her fav food over here. Do try and let me know how the dishes went. Cheers, Sonia !

~~louise~~ said...

Hi Sonia,
What a lovely tribute to the men in your life, especially your Dad. That is one of my favorite inspiring poems also. And it sounds like you are grasping onto parenthood with both hands and feet. Good for you and yours:)

Thank you so much for sharing...

P.S. Will you be joining us for the Picnic Game this year? I do hope so:)

Sonia said...

Thank you so much Louise for all the appreciation. You are so true in your observation, i'm literally absorbing parenthood for good :)))

Torviewtoronto said...

lovely post

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