The First Man I Ever Loved

The first man I ever loved - Well, that's indeed my DAD......Mr. H.B. Ramamoorthy !

I am still called by the name 'Ramamoorthy Bommay' [ which means ramamoorthy’s little doll]. Yes, from the time I was born, I was told I resembled my dad, and had the characteristics of my dad and so on…. I was daddy's little girl.

He was a role model in many aspects. He was a confident person, with a magnanimous heart who knew no malice, didn’t want to hurt others and always walked the right path.

True to his word, he made me a complete woman. He showed how to be confident, how not to fear anything and how to stand for your own rights.

He fulfilled his duties as a father and at the time when I wanted to show my gratitude, he passed away -NOT FAIR !  That fateful day that I wish to forget forever....

• I wanted him to 'be there' when I was selected for the International Fashion Week and I wanted him to cheer me up as I walked down the ramp proud as a designer.
• I wanted him to 'be there' when I was selected as the chief guest to judge competitions. I wanted him to see me giving my speech in front of hundreds of audience.
• I wanted him to 'be there' when I first received the award for my fashion accomplishments.  
• I wanted him to 'be there' and appreciate when I confidently drove the car on the busy streets
• I wanted him to 'be there' when I entered the Wedlock - The day I missed HIM the most.

 And more and more…..



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 I 'still' want him to be there to see my kids.

I 'still' want him to be there to sponsor his flight tickets to his favorite places.

I 'still' want him to be there to celebrate his 50th wedding anniversary.

Though we miss him terribly, we can feel his good wishes and blessings are still prevalent around me and my family. He is truly the special person in our lives.

WE MISS YOU DAD ……

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY - DADDDYYYY  -   You're the Best - Indeed !

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