I still remember the old school days when my dad used to get up early in the morning to drop me for school. I was always too lazy to get up, brush my teeth, take bath and dress up for school. Usually used to miss my bus, then my dad used to take the car and chase the school bus for me...oh it was a pain.Don't know how selfless parents are. Why should he sacrifice his sleep for me. Why should mom get up early and prepare lunch for us. And we selfish kids had all kinds of tantrums everytime. We used to crib for food. I don't like onions in my omellete but guddu does, so separate preparation for mom. I am sorry mom, I am sorry dad.
I was so stubborn and you guys were my genie, anything i wished, it was presented to me the same day. My birthday gifts, oh my 6th class birthday dress was a 1200Rs skirt, best anyone could get with matching earings, socks and shoes. Thank you mom, thank you papa. You are the best.
Coming to the bestest part of my life, my younger brother. I love you. You have been my strength, my supporter, my friend, my kid. I can share anything and everything with him. We have cried together, laughed together and lived together. May we have this purest form of love grow ever and ever. I am always there for him and I know no matter what happens i will always have his brave shoulders to lean on.
I hope i can return even 1% of the love and time they spent on me. i want to build a house for my mom called "Poonam Niwas" I know she wants that. I want to take my dad for a world tour, coz i know he likes travelling. I want to bring my brother to US for his higher studies coz i know he wants to earn well and settle in life king size. I want to make this happen soon.
God please give me strength and will power to fulfill my dreams...
