Rakshabandhan : Anecdote

 

It has a special place in my heart. It is my favourite festival especially after my marriage. My Aai and my sister came two days before for this festival at my father's house and we had a blast. 

With an endless night session including in deciding of breakfast, lunch and dinner. Aai always brings sweets of our choices specially Pappas favourite and we all gobble it very fast.

How do we celebrate ?

Sometimes we draw mehandi. Get up early in the morning with Pappas voice. He wakes up early and starts to wake up us early too. With his endless talk, ( kadhi uthnar, kadhi angholi karnar, lavakar utha ...n ..bla...bla..bla) 

Means he insisted on getting up early and having a bath and getting ready for the day. Whereas we all were lazy and got up one by one up to 11: 30 - ready for the day. 

Then we ate a tasty breakfast made by my Aai and began our celebration. We never saw muhurt for this because my father never believed in all this stuff. 

He gets ready first always and we saw Bhai bahan ka pyaar. She is older than him and he still bends down to touch her feet. He never sat without a handkerchief on his head. He loves to have sweets which she bought. Malai Barfi was his favourite.

Then we all siblings followed the rituals. Photosession is always there. We spend at least 1 hour in photos especially family pics. When there was no social media we tend to eat sweets as much as possible and then have a special lunch. 

My father always flows with time. He learnt social media too. He learnt how to take a selfie. 

Father's feelings for the festival: 

Rakshabandhan start with Pappa first. He was always waiting for this festival. Though he didn't speak too much with his sister, he loved her sister very much. She always bought shirt pieces and he always wears the same for next rakshabandhan. 

(With hope next generation also follow the emotional bond.)

We have been watching them since my childhood and we learned a lot. We siblings had a fight and some tough moments too. But both my pappa and my Aatya taught us how to have an emotional bond with each other.

Today my father is no more. While writing this post my eyes are filled with tears. I missed him so much. First time in life I realised we are no more without our father. He was always there for us. He taught values, respect and most importantly how to love each other in spite of having differences of opinion. 

Because

That is our family. Mummy, pappa and we 4 siblings including our base, pillar my Aatya and Tai. I wished her to have a long life and a healthy life. 

It's been 3 months. But still I feel he is with us. Watching us and showering his blessings. 

Today post is dedicated to my father and Aai. We missed you pappa. 

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