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My Superhero Papa – A Single Father Who Was More Than A Mother
I lost my mom when I was 7 years old. There were no close relatives to help my papa take care of me. He centred his life around me; from the morning breakfast to the night dinner, he did everything for me.
My papa never did any housework before. After my mom’s death, he started going into depression. But, when he saw that there is no one to take care of me, he stood up and took charge of all those responsibilities which my mom used to do. He would get me ready for school, tie my ponytail, make breakfast, drop me to and pick me up from school, make lunch and dinner (it didn’t taste that good in the beginning, but he learnt), attend the parent-teacher meetings, be there on mother’s day events on the front seat, make sweets on festivals, and many more.
Everyone told him to get married again, because I was too young to take care of, but he denied all of them. He was ready to take care of me all alone.
I don’t remember my mom’s love. But I remember all the love which my papa gave me by being a single father. He was my mom, my brother (I used to tie rakhi on his wrist), my sister to play utensils with me, and my papa to give me a horse ride on his back. My friends’ mums loved them, and my friends used to pity me, so sorry you don’t have a mother, and I always said I have my superhero papa, you don’t.
When I grew up, I always appreciated him for what he did for me. I learnt cooking from him, my maths is good because of him, he always encouraged me to do what I liked, always pushed me further to go achieve my goals. I wish you were here, papa, to see me at this height of my career. I wish you could play and teach my son the same things you used to do with me. Love you so much, papa. Miss you.