Such a delightful question this week @thekittygirl from @Ladiesofhive community comes up for the weekly community Contest - Ladies of Hive Community Contest #138

1️⃣ A day recognizing fathers will be celebrated later this month in some parts of the world. With the changing perception of gender roles in our modern societies, how would you define the roles and responsibilities of fathers? And why do you define them that way?
~ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 / 𝐎𝐑 ~
2️⃣ If you had a beloved "father figure" in your life (father, grandfather, uncle, family friend, employer, etc.) and would like to recognize them with a story, we'd love to hear it!

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It's been 22 years that my Father has left for his heavenly abode, and there has not been a single day in my life since then that he has not been in my thoughts. It feels like he is always around me all the time. We are 2 sisters and I was always my dad's favorite.

My dad was a single parent. My mother was there but they had separated and we lived with our dad. My mother had her own set of issues and dad at that point of time felt best that under those circumstances we live with him. It was a very wise decision taken, as to if I look back now, I feel that if I would have stayed with my mom then probably my life would have been very unsettled. Though in those days these things I did not understand and I always had complaints with my dad as to why can't we go and live with our mom. Dad would say, you will not understand these things now, as you will grow up, you will and he was so very right.

My Dad had his own flaws, he was an extremely short-tempered man, he was also heavily addicted to alcohol but somehow, he just managed us very well in all ways. He took place of both Mother and Father in my life and never really made us feel that emptiness of my mom not being around.

Whatever he did in his life was all for me and my sister. He would save every single penny for our future. He had developed serious medical conditions but he would not get himself treated because he did not want to spend any money on him. He would barely buy anything for himself but ensure that he gets new things for us. He did it all in limited capacity but he did it and never deprived us of some little joys of life. We never had more but we had just enough to not complaint about life. For some years he kept us away from him in a boarding school, so that we would get proper education and also that he was working so he felt that was the best for us. In vacation when we would come home, he would cook for us and do everything that both a father and mother would do for their children.

My Hero

As we started growing up and understanding our situation, we would force him to do things for himself also. I would see that he did have zest for life, he did like the fine things of life and even buying as simple as one new shirt or new specs would bring him so much joy. I got married very early. One time me and hubby took him for a holiday to Bangalore and that was the first time in his life that he travelled by Air. He was so excited like a child.

He would spend a lot of time talking to me giving me some very valuable advice of life. He taught me how to never discriminate, how to be always honest in money matters, follow the path of truthfulness, helping others. I would see that a few neighbors who had troubles in their home would always keep their money with him as they felt it safe. His own financial condition was not very strong, but yet, he never backed out in helping people in need. I can write volumes on him. He was really a super hero.

Sadly, his health condition deteriorated very early and at the age of 65 he passed away. I was 26 then, and it was a big hole in my life. It was the time when I had started settling in my life, and I wanted to do things for him, but he left too soon, not giving me an opportunity to do anything for him. The best part of our bonding that I loved was, he would always tell me that he feels that I am a reincarnation of his Mother, and a lot of my ways were like her's. Possibly that was why he felt more connected with me then my sister.

I feel that sometimes God himself walks our path in life and possibly my Dad was one. He was caught up in the brutality of the world but yet he never lost his morals of life.

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