My Dad wasn't only my hero. He was my SUPERhero.
In my mind, he was immortal.
He could fight anything - even cancer, round 1.
Daddy, it would take a long time to list all the lessons I’ve learned from you. But here are a few...
Treat everyone with respect - whether they’re a CEO or a street sweeper.
Give openly without expecting anything in return.
Life will throw you curveballs. Learn from them and try to do better next time.
Be independent. Figure it out on your own.
Rising with the sun is a sacred time.
Daddy, for the past 72 hours I’ve been talking about you in the past tense.
My Dad loved music.
My Dad used to watch that show.
My Dad was so generous.
It feels unnatural to speak about you in the past tense.
What cannot be past tense is my LOVE for you. I will always love you, Daddy. You have my respect and admiration and I promise I will keep saying it with pride: ”I’m Barry Makhan’s daughter.”
They say that daughters often choose husbands with the same qualities as their father. I just wish you could have spent more time with Tom. He is kind and gives unconditionally - just like you.
And do you remember at our wedding you said, ”Tom, look after my child.”
He is, Daddy! You’d be proud of what a humble person I chose as my partner.
You lived humbly and quietly - the same manner in which you left. No drama or fuss.
Mummy, I’ve told you before. If I could be half the wife you are, I’d consider myself pretty awesome. You will always be Daddy’s angel.
Bhai (Darmesh) also known as my Dad no2. We see Daddy in you. Your walk, your talk, your expressions. Your kindness, your love for people.
Daddy, Mummy, Bhai - I once captioned our family photo: “The Awesome Foursome.” That is us!
I love you with all my heart.
Always and forever.
From across the ocean,