His li'l girl.Always.

Dedicated to Dad. On his B'day! :)

“Damn!! I am beautiful”, it was the first time that I paid myself a compliment in my entire life.
I indeed was looking extremely pretty in the white satin wedding gown.
The day had finally come, and thankfully nothing had gone wrong.

My hair has taken the form that I wanted it to take instead of having it’s own mind.
There was no pimple on my face, which was surprising as they find their way and definitely make a great appearance on very important days.
The gown fit perfectly even though I had eaten 10 chocolates the previous night to calm myself from the excitement.

No excited relative has come jumping to kiss me and botch up my entire make up.

So all in all, I felt like the prettiest thing on Earth.
Just when I was about done admiring myself, my dad had come in… He looked at me first, like I was a beautiful vision in awe, then his eyes changed their expression to happiness and then to pain…all in a matter of seconds.

He came to me and asked “All done? It’s time.” There was a sense of loss in his voice.

A tone matching a kid’s who had just lost his newly acquired prized possession.

I took his arm and walked.

For a second. My entire life until now had played it’s most important moments and all had him standing right by my side

His eyes lighting up in all happy memories

His eyes putting up a brave front whenever I was sad

The movies we both watched together

The books we discussed so intensely

The times I shut the door on him but later crawled back to his side( a gesture equivalent to sorry)

The few mornings, he complained that I fell asleep without giving him the daily goodnight kiss.

All of these flashed in front of me…and at that moment I became sad too.

Can’t I be his lil girl forever?

Protected from everything.

Promised to never be hurt.

Then I looked at the man with whom I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, smiling widely, waiting for me, ready to speak his vows.

He knew exactly how important my family was to me.

He realized long back how essential my dad was to me, when I kept yakking about him the entire day on our date.

He knew he had to win my dad to win my hand.

And he did succeed with his embarrassing attempts to win. In that I saw how much he loved me.

My heart longed to be his’

But it ached to leave my father.

I stared with a cloud of confusion at him.

He understood immediately, and smiled weakly and started walking towards me; all the guests were in as much confusion as I was, not knowing what was happening

He came to me and whispered “You’re always his lil girl, I wouldn’t take you away from him, Never. I just want to be part of your life, your love and you”

I smiled with tears in my eyes and looked at the man walking me down the aisle.

My dad, who was lost in his own ocean of emotions, embraced him like a son thankful for the much necessary assurance.

As the groom took his place back, my father looked at me with eyes full of love and joy and sense of relief.

We both laughed at our last minute childish thoughts, and he walked me down.

And there I was standing between two men, one who is still unsure to let go of my hand and the other anxious to take my hand.
Can a girl get any luckier??

I kissed my dad, and said “I’ll always be your little girl.”