I Love my Father's very much but I never expressed when he was alive.

His salary was very less but he joined me in one of the best school in my home town.

Still I remember, when I am in LKG, I forgotten pencil he brought to school by cycle and gave to my miss, that time I not even I don't know alphabet's

He used to bring new clothes during all my relatives functions and Minimum two pairs for my birthday.

If any one scolded me infront my father, he will not see who they are, immediately fights with them.

Still I can remember happiness and joy in my father's while seeing me.

Every day after wake up from bed, first he will see my face.

I can't express how much my father loves me.

Now I became father to one kid, I can understand why feeling will come.

Love you Nannagaru (Father in Telugu).
© 💥THOTA❤