Jan 16, 2008

The Lost Dream...

I had a dream … I just wanted my dad to be proud of me, just once…
Just once I wanted him to pick me up in his arms and say I love you
Just once I wanted him to look at me and smile
Just once I wanted him to say “you have done a great job”
Just once I wanted him to say” lets go out for a walk”
Just once I wanted him to say “its ok, don’t worry”

Every day I woke up and thought that today I could achieve or do what he wanted me to do … and get at least one part of my dream fulfilled … but that day never came … I gave up on him but still I have not given upon my self … … the iSHAAn in me still waiting for my dad to pick me up … he still out there waiting with a hope that one day his dream would be fulfilled and “Just once” DAD WOULD BE PROUD OF ME …. Just once

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

When loved ones inexplicably lose faith in you, its hard to hold on to your self belief... sometimes you gotta live for "you" and leave the effort of making everyone else happy to the dogs..
Well better to know for sure what you've made of than someone else putting an approval stamp on you no?
What Im trying to say is.. (without sounding too preachy).. don't wait for your dad to say those words- that he is proud of you.. show him all that've you've got !.. He might just surprise you..:)