Daddy’s Gal

Posted on | May 28, 2008 | No Comments

Being the eldest daughter of my parents, I enjoyed all cosseting as a kid. Although, not after my sweet siblings took birth (I used to snatch their share of chocolates and pastries very wicked of me, I know ). Every evening I used to hold hands of my Mom and Dad, and walk up to the ice-cream parlor with my little feet. The man at the ice-cream parlor recognized me well ( of course b’coz I was a daily customer of his ) He used to be all ready with my ice-cream……mmm….the taste of those Kwality Walls 100 % ice-creams is still fresh on my tongue…..and the pineapple pastries …ummm…..I can never forget them. Besides these ice-creams, pastries, Barbie dolls,…..list is quite long to mention here….I used to get the scoops of parental advice especially by my Dad. Follow this…..follow that …act like this in such situation..blah blah…Ahhhh….don’t ask me how much I hated all what he used to say at that time. We thought almost in opposite directions. I hardly remember any instance when we thought alike. He wanted me to join a government organization like him and I was adamant on working in private sector, enjoying the infrastructure and so many other things which typical government organizations might not provide. I might be wrong here, but that was my mindset.

All this developed a feeling that I am different from my friends who are typically Daddy’s girl. Fortunately or unfortunately my Dad gave me enough independence to take my own decisions. The days kept passing by and I kept messing up and building up things…of course on the basis of my own decisions. Finally, the big day came when I completed my studies and was out in the corporate world to chase my dreams. Again, with my own decisions…my own perceptions of people…the work….the environment and everything else…

I entered the corporate world with the “everyone is a friend” attitude of mine. But, Oh my Gosh! Here, nobody is. After all, it is not the same world! Unlike school and college where we used to compete for marks we have to compete for high position and better appraisals. With the different motive of competition I saw the different approach of winning that competition in people – Hit or Miss.

Alas!! That hit right in head! I was totally baffled. I didn’t know what to do, whom to trust, where to go, what to do and what not do.

This was the time, when for the first time I recalled Dad’s first lesson. I recalled he told me, “Child! Whenever confused, close your eyes and introspect”, then the second, “Do good and you’ll get it right back”, then the third “Never care what others think of you, just do what is right”….then the fourth and the fifth and so on. Soon I realized what I used to ignore since childhood are the keys to survive in today’s world. I realized even I am a Daddy’s gal and I am proud to be one. Thanks Dad! You are the best!

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