As I finish their rounds and drop them off on the porch waving goodbye, I know I have to pull brakes every ten meters till I’m in the visual range. Amu keeps saying “estop” and though I can’t hear him, to play along I gotta keep slowing down on that 40 meters stretch.
Hello to everyone in the kbc family 💖I’m posting this post for the #kbcADayWithDaddy Contest for Father’s Day on behalf of my 8 year old son Ishaan 💞 He is sitting right besides me, selected all the…Continue Reading
I finished my Ziplining successfully just because of my Appa’s encouragement. After that we together went for Rock climbing and cycling. When I was with my father I was not scared, felt as if I was flying. This was one of my best experiences with my dad.
I waited for my father to arrive, When he was home I tapped on the board three times and it opened again. When we were going inside we saw a paper and on it was written….
The trek began. It was really hard, to balance on heels but I knew my father was facing the hardest because he was bearing most of my balance and his own. At first, I slipped a little but then I got a little hang of it and gathered all my courage and continued. The hill was not only steep, but slippery too. When we were nearly halfway through, I took a small break as I twisted my ankle on the way.
It was love at first sight for me. The journey has been epic and beautiful, I watched him sleep, outgrow those tiny clothes, heard him babble and always waited to return home to spend time with him.