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Here is a gurl writing to her daddie about things he has missed in her life, rather his life. Many things that he could have protected her from, only if he knew; many things he could have laughed about when he heard. After 10 yrs of staying away, the feeling never dies. Not that he can come back and give her all that she missed... only to know that she has been missing him for long and today she decided to write about it.
Most of the family life together, mixed with ego with his wife... she doesn’t remember much but the fights and also, the chocolate or ice cream treat after that. She remembers the time when he laughed at her innocence, many things he missed 10 yrs ago. She realizes that there is no come back but, really nothing can be done about it. Nothing can return once gone. How will another understand what it is like... probably they do... or she is too obsessed thinking everything her way?
What if he was with her, she is as stubborn as him, and she would probably be in the middle of the street if they were together as a family. Sometimes, things don’t have a reason… but then, there are moments in life when she thinks why things can’t be good to her for once... looking at that moment; maybe life has been much better when I look at her, she’s doing well in life. Independent, go-getter, freedom, she has learnt how to manage all this and life.
Nothing can bring her down; she cheats her feelings like it never happened. Many things in life that she threw away... with all the stubbornness that she can live without anyone… today bends down and says that there has been nothing good in life. Maybe she’s not looking at it from the outside, sometimes, obsession makes us want a lot more things than we actually can. Learning from your own mistake is the biggest obsession; learning from others mistakes is the trick... not to lead the best life… at least a better life.
Independence has somehow made her lose her temper, many a times, when she can deal it; it is in the dustbin even before another chance. How can she change life? How can she move on to be a person that s not only nice to others but to herself? This has nothing to do with a man in her life... It’s more of brain in her head…
Sometimes, you just don’t know when you can hurt someone…. Not when you hurt them; when she hears someone else do the same, she thinks these days... Life does come with a chance... a chance of hope... Life is not packed in a small package for you to play treasure hunt, life is a big size ring, and she just has to realize which side leads to the diamond. It’s all good until you feel good.

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