Life and Its Twists (Completed)

Chapter 4

Lehar's Dad POV

I looked at my daughter's retreating back and I could feel the guilt coursing through my veins. Lehar was my only child and so I pampered her, I saw high dreams for her and she worked hard. She was a bright student who also did well in sports. People called her a tom boy but I did not care. I knew my daughter until I did not.

When did she turn from a driven, career oriented women to a mother I did not realize. The decision she took angered me. After all the dreams we saw together she just ditched them and took decisions where she had to quit school caring for Pihu. She got into cooking which she actually hated when her mom taught her that skill and now she does it with love for her daughter.

When I saw my daughter in the hospital holding the baby to her protectively making the promise I was not happy with it. I was with her to protect her as a duty. I was her dad and I will be by her side but she angered me, dissapointed me and I shut her down.

First few years, I made excuses for the decision and stood by it adamantly remembering all the times I tried to put some sense into her and she rejected that. Later on came disspointment and sadness, her working in the kitchen, getting tired after being an entrepreneur and a mother. When she started going out for orders we barely spoke, me just doing the duty being that cab driver and security. Pihu started growing in front of my eyes and my daughter started changing too, she was an hands on mother who did everything to Pihu's best of interests but I could also see how lonely and sad she was.

From a happy, upbeat, funny and brave women she changed to a silent, emotional, sad mother. She might have turned into a good mother but I did not miss the huge sacrifice she did. Seeing the sadness, loneliness and the struggle of a single mother, I thought to break my resolve but my guilt stopped me. 8 years is not a short time, I just taunted her or spoke to her in very few sentences giving her the cold treatment until my resolve taunted me to break looking at my daughter's suffering.

Pihu, although came as a dissapointment whenever I held her or whenever I spent time with her while Lehar was busy with orders or sick, she grew on me. I came to love her the more time I spent with her in the name of duty.

She would turn 9 soon, her birthday was coming and then Pihu came to me for her mom. I just picked her up from her school and she smiled looking at me. I could not help but smile back. Her smile reminded me of how Lehar had the same smile years ago.

Pihu: Tatha why do you hate mom so much ?

Me: I dont hate my daughter, Pihu

Pihu: I dont think so, looks like it. Mom is already sad and you make her cry not by talking. Your silence hurts mom.

Me: Pihu, grown ups has a lot of baggage to deal with. You should not get involved

Pihu: If you acted like grownups I would not interfere would I ?

Me: What do you mean ?

Pihu: Dont you see how mom speaks to stars and cries every night before sleeping ? Dont you see how hard mom works that she ends up limping sometimes ? I try to use my charm and cuteness to make her smile but she has a lot of sadness which pours out as tears 

Me: Pihu I ...

Pihu: Tatha, I see her from my window. When her sadness gets too much to bear, she cries and I can hear it. It wakes me up, she has no one to hug her too. She just hugs herself and talks to the stars. I cannot hear what she says, but her cries are very audible

I sat silenced by my grand daughter's mature observation

Pihu: Tatha, you saw how mom even though she is angry she never stops caring or talking to me? She taunts, she yells, she argues but she conveys are dissapointments. I tell her what I think and we sort it out. We both are young and yet we are good at it while you ...

She did not say much to me rather she gave me a silent treatment from that day on although acting like we are both okay in front of her mom. I came home earlier and saw what Pihu was talking about. Guilt poured in the form of tears while I started conversing about my disspointment. She looked shocked when I said those bitter words but we had a conversation.

That night, I spoke about what pricked me all these days and then a miracle happened. All the 8 years of silence washed away and we were talking now. Yes, we are not like how we were when she was young but we are not on the cold war either.

I finally was making baby steps to repair what the destiny did to us, but I will also fight to better my daughter's life and get her what she deserves which got stolen away from her. 

I will bring back my daughter, first I will build some good memories. Then I will fight with her for her so that I can push her towards the path I want her to take. If she is adamant to suffer then I am her dad, I will make sure she is happy.

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