Saturday, September 12, 2009

My Daddy-The Worlds Best Dad

It was a real shock to me when i received a call from dad on December 28th 2006 informing me that he was going to be hospitalized very soon coz of his Diabetic Foot. He seemed very helpless. The usual strength and confidence in his talks were all worn off. On January 10th he was admitted to Baby Memorial Hospital in Calicut. The doctors had also diagnosed acute ischemic heart disease. I started preparing myself to face the worst and i knew it would happen too. I realized that the time has finally come for me to leave everything and stay beside my aged parents and be a support for them till their end. I resigned my job in Abu Dhabi which was really hard, went to school to get assistance from the teachers so that my daughter pooja could prepare for the upcoming final exam. Finally the day arrived. I bid goodbye to everyone with a heavy heart but at one point i was very happy coz i would be with my parents who really needed me. On January 19th 2007 we boarded the Air India Flight to Calicut. We landed at Calicut Airport around late evening and headed to the hospital. I couldnt believe my eyes- there was my dad in the hospital bed waiting eagerly to be comforted by me. He looked very weak, his expression saddening- after all he knew it were his last days...but i took a brave front n sat beside him trying to change the whole tensed atmosphere talking about my office and cracking some jokes and giving him all confidence that he would be alright soon. But at heart i was mind kept on reminding me that i would lose my dad soon. I met with the doctors who were treating him but never got a green signal. The only consolation they gave me was to be with him always and make him happy. Mom was also preparing herself to face the ordeal. It was a real difficult task for me to act courageous. But i had to. Our stay in the hospital was in vain. We finally decided to take him home. So on Feb 10th 2007 we took permission from the doctors to take dad home on our risk. On reaching home i found dad as happy as he used to be before. But matters soon changed. He couldnt talk but only cry and wrote on a piece of paper that he was going to die. His hands were shivering. His eyes kept on watering. Probably he knew it..the feeling that he was going to leave all his loved ones behind troubled him..On that fateful day Feb 14th 2007 ( Thiruvilwamala Ekadashi) around 7.30am as though like a premonition i felt something and decided to go to a temple which was nearby "Azhakodi Devi Kshetram". Prayed hard for my dad. I reached back home around 8.30 and went straight to him. I knew he had already entered a new world..i called him for few minutes and then he suddenly turned his head towards me, his eyes wide open, struggling to say something but couldnt..that moment i put the "prasadam" on his forehead and comforted him..he acknowledged my act by nodding his head with a pale smile and closed his eyes forever. My heart was crying, my feet weighed a ton and was shivering, but i had to take courage and pull out the small telephone book and inform all relatives that my dad is no more.
Ohh Dad , the last days of watching you die was so hard. Your little girl cant bear it dad. But I am so glad that i got to spent those last days with you. Mom she misses you soo much. You were a tremendous part of her life.

Daddy I really miss you, I love you and I really hope you are in a better place and happy. I want to talk to you, I want to lie on your shoulder, I want to hear your voice and tell you how we all are doing. There is lots to share with you since you left. I miss your " Safe Landing Dear" whenever i was about to board a flight. I miss ur sweet kisses whenever i used to step out of the home whether it was to office or to the neighbouring place. I miss your comforting words when i really needed them, the jokes we used to crack and laugh as though it was our last day..I miss each and everything of urs dear dad. You have greatly influenced me.. You lived and showed me how to live. You were a source of strength and support for me. Why Why Why? Why did u leave me and go. This is such a hard time of my life. Your death was a very difficult experience for me and continues to be. Please be with me always and help me move on. Please watch over me. I need u dear dad. I never realized how hard it would be without you. Dear Dad thanks for always being a great dad.
"The Greatest Gift I ever had, came from god and I call him Dad" that was him- V. Sreedhar -( otherwise known as Valliyil Babyattan" the karanavar of the famous Valliyil Tharavad- Parappanangadi)


  1. Dear Sandhya
    That brought tears to my eyes it was very poignant ,i do remember seeing uncle in Valliyil once ,was he a police officer maybe you can write another post on his job and other intresting memories later
    the loss of loved ones is always difficult to live with but then that is life

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  3. Dear sandhya ammayi........
    I can only imagine the pain you have gone through that day...... i know what would happen to me if it was my father... Just remember that life is like a piano. White keys are happy moments and black keys are sad moments.But both keys have to be played in a concert to provide good music... Life is cruel.. If we hope to cope with it we must stop living in the past and start living in the present...Don't worry we are always with you no matter what.... Till the very end.......

  4. Dear Sandhya,
    I clearly remember the fateful day even was Wednesday...I was just getting ready to go to my office when you called me to inform the sad news..i was shocked beyond words because i used to vist your father whenever i was in Calicut and we used to talk for long time about every subject under the sun...the one thing I admired most about your father was his deep knowledge and understanding of every subject..he had his own opinion on everything...just imagine a person talking about national and international affairs with such passion when he is suffering a lot of physical pain due to Diabetic foot...that shows his determination and inner stength to overcome physical discomfort and pain with an active mind and never say die attitude towards life..I have noticed that you also have inherited some of his qualities...No doubt that your father was an epitome of stength of character, determination ...i do sincerely hope you will be able to recover from the shock and fill the void left in your life by the passing away of such a towering and strong personality....

    P.I. Vinod, Karat House, West Nadakkave, Calicut


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