One Day, Even I'll have a DAUGHTER!!!

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            Everyone of us often consider BOY as our first child. Whenever we have a casual talk with anyone, the words that we utter is,"If I'll have a boy, I'll ask him to do this and this". Why don't we consider a GIRL as our first child? Actually for the same reason that we have ourselves created. We have overburdened birth of a girl with too many responsibilities that we ourselves start running away from it. When a parent gets a Boy as their first child, they go for the second one. If that happens to be a girl, they turn content with the fact that their family is a Happy Family with a boy and a girl. In other case, when the first child turns out to be a girl, parents definitely go for the second child. If that happens to be the boy, parents start giving him so much consideration that the girl starts feeling left out or ignored after getting into teenage or maturing up. But if the second child again turns out to be the girl, parents are open for the next attempt too. And they keep on attempting until and unless they don't get a healthy, fair and beautiful boy child. But after 3-4 attempts, when today's extremely so-called modern parents still get an unwanted girl child, they don't fall into any emotion and sentiment in throwing that innocent child in a dustbin, lake or into the river. This is the punishment of being a Daughter.

             Being 22 years and 11 months old, I see myself as a Father after 10 years from now. It might happen earlier but I don't think that I am going to be as stable as one should be to nourish a fashionable wife and kharchiley bachchey(sounds so much as Naadan parindey. Ok Sorry). Imagining myself as a father, I always want a girl child. And there's certain reasons for the khwahish. I have been the most notorious child among my childhood friends. Then I have been the most ridiculous child in my junior college. Then, I have been the Over-the-top mischievous boy during my 3 years of Graduation. And today, comparing to my current situation in Post-Graduation, I can find myself the biggest loser for the next 3 years to come (Yes, I am depressed these days). So, being acquainted with almost all the bad adjectives a boy can, I don't have much dilchaspie in having a boy child. Yet, I am open to the option if Sai Baba offers me a Boy totally opposite to me. :-) At least having honorable adjectives before his introduction unlike me. :p Having a girl child would be interesting. I imagine a beautiful, cute, lovely daughter with extremely attractive features sitting in my lap and asking me several unbeaten questions having no answers. Yet, I being a father, not wanting to disappoint her, reply with senseless self-made answers. And it would be more fun if she would catch me while giving nonsense replies. Wow!!!

             And as a wonderful myth says, A girl is always close to her father. Now even this has a reason. A mother knows all the mischief that a girl does in her young age hence she is always a complain box for them. This is the same reason why I said that I would prefer a girl over boy. I just can't see my son fooling me by locking the room and masturbating; and after my knock, opening the door and clarifying,"I was changing my shorts" Fucker!!! :-) Hence, a boy is always supported by mother as she does not know about their kaminapan. And for the very same reasons, a girl is always allowed for everything by father as he is unaware of the boundaries that a girl can break. I know the shameful activities that some of my female friends go through by fooling their parents but still, with my daughter, I would be liberal to some extent. But after that, I shall have to be a sort of Hitler to her. But I'll make it sure that once she'll fall into her dreams, I would enter her room and caress her. Because that is so obvious that I won't touch a bit of slumber by giving any amount of pain to my sweet daughter who'll always remain a little kid throughout for me. I'll be as much stringent as I would want to be with her, but if my wife will go over the top, I'll ask her to visit her maika for an year or two. Haha. Or if her reasons of shouting at my bitiya would be valid, I'll ask her to be little soft in front of me at least. :-) I'll always chose my little kid before wife. Yes!!! :-) Every father would. 

            Being a Daughter of a middle-class parents is always difficult and challenging. They poke every time they find her texting more than usual, surfing internet till late nights, taking more time while bathing, coming home after sun set, wearing exposing dresses etc. Even I would be little strict over these things but I'll always give her the amount of liberty that will allow her to experience everything once. Definitely not twice. :-) I also imagine my daughter reading my blog about girls and scolding me for making some wrong assumptions. :-) It would be wonderful to see her judging my work and guiding me on how to proceed ahead with it. The most embarrassing moment will be when she'll pick up my academic performances and utter,"Dad, you were such a big loser?" It will again be embarrassing to answer her question about how many girlfriends I had in life. Because children after 20 years from now won't hesitate in asking this quite personal question. I would run away from the situation by replying that your mother was the only fool I got even if it would be an arranged marriage. Huh!!!

            I am waiting for the day when I'll actually turn into a content father of a girl child who'll have all the good features of me and my upcoming(bwahaha) wife. :-) That day I'll be able to write this post in more effective and emotional manner. But currently just by imagining my daughter being beautiful and charming is a bizarre heavenly dream in itself. 

           A Very HAPPY DAUGHTER's DAY to all the lovely Daughters of this world who have never made their parents ashamed of them. Remember, for a while your mother can adjust with the sins that you commit but your father's life falls apart when they see you doing such activities that shrinks their broad chest and hangs their head in shame. 

 Thanks.

  ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU