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Will Never Have Enough Of You!

Each day that ends brings fears anew. 36 years of you is just ain't enough. I was too young, the first 10 years, too confused for the next twenty. 6 years of you is just ain't enough, 60 would be somewhat right... and then I would want some more.

To the world's greatest dad, for your love and never letting go. I want more. I want 60 more.


Ps. Inspired by ACD's blog on similar lines
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  1. SusannahMarch 15, 2011 at 3:30 PM

    What a wonderful tribute Raj! (it says a lot about you too.)

    Beautiful. :-)

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  2. Jerral MilesMarch 20, 2011 at 7:35 PM

    Your Dad surely must be one of the happiest, best men on earth... to get such a tribute from his son.

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  3. RajeshMarch 21, 2011 at 9:13 AM

    Thanks Su and Miles. Yes, its wonderful to be known as my father's son :)

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  4. MyaMarch 21, 2011 at 6:44 PM

    You both are lucky. So many adults do not really get to know their parents as separate human beings with faults they have overcome, laughter that they will miss later, and their presence which gives continuity.

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