They rightly say~ “Home is where the heart is”! 🙂 Down the memory lane, I travel 4(four) years back when I left my home as well as my heart for pursuing higher studies. With wet eyes and numb mouth, I packed up my bags and had one last glance at my room which was still cluttered with my soft-toys and dolls! It was my last day in that room, as my dad had sold that 3 BHK flat to some other family and we had to shift to our newly built house the next month and that too, in my absence. Knowing the fact that I won’t be able to visit my ‘pink’ room and see my little doll-house again, where I had spent the last 18 years of my life, I felt absolutely nostalgic! My sis, mom & dad saw me crying and it became a touching moment overwhelmed with tears, wishes, memories and sentiments! In a fit of that emotional moment, my dad promised me to buy a bigger doll house when I’d come back from hostel.
That very day, not only the Doll House of this Daddy’s Doll turned into her Dream Home but I was blessed with a Dream Father–> A one-in-a-million Daddy dearest who could and still can go up to any extent to fulfill her daughter’s dreams and desires! 😀 Cheers!
PS: This story was a winning entry for the “Har Ghar Kuch Kehta Hai” Contest by Asian Paints on their Facebook page! 🙂
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