My Acha
My acha -
He is not my hero.
I've never been able to idolise him as one.
He looks fierce,
But I know what a softie he is.
He is strong,
And only we family have seen him breaking down.
He is stubborn,
But gives it up when I sulk.
He gets angry,
Later says sorry for the hurt caused, if any.
I've never seen a hero or God in my dad.
I see him as a man,
Who expresses everything
like any human should.
He's the first one who made it clear to me
That it's okay if men shed tears too.
I see a teacher,
Who taught me the very basic lessons,
Who also accepted lessons from us
whenever he went wrong.
He's the first one to teach me,
To love someone with all their flaws.
I see a kid,...
He is not my hero.
I've never been able to idolise him as one.
He looks fierce,
But I know what a softie he is.
He is strong,
And only we family have seen him breaking down.
He is stubborn,
But gives it up when I sulk.
He gets angry,
Later says sorry for the hurt caused, if any.
I've never seen a hero or God in my dad.
I see him as a man,
Who expresses everything
like any human should.
He's the first one who made it clear to me
That it's okay if men shed tears too.
I see a teacher,
Who taught me the very basic lessons,
Who also accepted lessons from us
whenever he went wrong.
He's the first one to teach me,
To love someone with all their flaws.
I see a kid,...