When she first saw her mom's wedding ring with her father’s name engraved on it... she wanted that. She was too stubborn that making something similar was the only option. Her father made a ring suitable for her little finger with a "Love Dad" engraving. That was her first jewelry. She proudly wore it everyday and everywhere and beamed whenever she looked at it.
Niya was her Dad’s girl. And he was her Super Hero. It was a common knowledge even to her mother that he was her favorite parent.
And today was her wedding. He suddenly felt lonely. They lost her mother five years ago. And from then, it was just the father and daughter. They filled each others life. And now with her gone to her new home he felt completely lost. Breaking the thread of his thoughts he heard his phone vibrating.
38 missed calls in 10 minutes! He wondered what was going on. And why he didn't hear it before.
On the next ring he took the call...
"Dad! Where were you? I have been calling you for long."
"Niya?!! What happened? Are you alright? Do you want me to come over?"
"Relax Dad. I'm perfectly alright. I just wanted to tell.... I love you Dad. You are best thing that ever happened in my life. Thank you for been a sweetheart even when I was a Brat. I miss you so dearly.... Please do take care of yourself."
Hearing her words he felt moisture gathering in his eyes and how he wished she'd never grown up.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda. We give out creative writing prompts each weekend for Indian Bloggers. This time your entry must contain. '38 missed calls in 10 mins! He/She wondered what was going on.'
