#familyfirst
When I look at you…
I don’t just see children.
I see time itself—
moving, changing,
growing right in front of me.
You are my sunrise—
the kind that pulls me out of sleep
even when I’m tired,
even when life feels heavy—
because somehow,
you make the world begin again.
And in the same breath—
you are my sunset.
All those colours you bring into my life—
loud, messy, beautiful—
the kind you can’t hold onto,
only stand back and feel.
You are my mornings—
full of questions I can’t always answer,
energy I can’t always match,
but wonder I never want to lose.
And my afternoons—
where everything turns into adventure.
A walk becomes a journey,
a game becomes a battle,
and somehow…
I’m invited into your worlds.
You are my evenings—
quiet moments,
laughter softening into tired smiles,
memories forming
before I even realise, they’re happening.
And then there’s the twilight—
those in-between times,
where you’re not quite little anymore…
but not grown either.
That part—
that part catches me off guard.
Because I see who you’re becoming,
and I’m proud—
but I’d be lying if I said
I don’t miss who you were.
You are my dawn—
hope in its purest form.
Everything I didn’t get right,
everything I wished for—
somehow…
you carry it forward.
And even in the midnight—
in the worries,
the fears,
the quiet thoughts that keep me awake—
you are still there.
A light.
A reason.
A reminder
of what matters.
And every now and then…
you are the eclipse.
That rare, breathtaking moment
that stops me completely—
when I look at you and think,
“How did I get so lucky
to be your dad?”
Now, listen to me—
if the world ever overlooks you,
if people fail to see
what I see…
don’t let that change you.
Because not everyone
knows how to recognise treasure.
But I do.
I always will.
And loving you—
that’s the greatest thing
I’ve ever been given to keep.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 10:39 AM UTC
He need not bring us luxuries,
As he never failed to fulfill our needs even without asking;
He need not be taking us on holiday,
As the quality time he spends with us is more than enough;
He may not take us to restaurants often,
As his handmade dosas never fail to taste delicious;
He may not be fashionable and trendy,
As he never judged our fashion sense;
He need not give us valuables,
As he gave us enough value education;
He may not be by our side always,
As he taught us well to stand on our own feet and to face the society;
He may not hold power in the community,
As he earned immense respect with his kindness and ethics;
He may not teach us how to make money;
As he never forgot to teach us how to save it;
He may not work in a reputed organization,
As all he care about is his family and not money or his career growth;
He may not be expressive,
As we can witness it in his actions;
He may not be anything as he is everything for us!!
And admiring his contribution may take my whole life.
I may never express to him how much I admire him, care for him and love him;
But one fine day, I will convey him how much his happiness means to me through my success.
Jun 15, 2025
Jun 15, 2025 at 1:19 AM UTC
Most things you read are dedicated
To the bride or wife to be,
With everyone and everything
else included,
But I wanted to do something different.
After all, you're a part of this too.
To my almost sister-in-law,
How fun it would have been
To see you and your sister
In the dresses you've always dreamed of wearing, all of us side by side.
Feeding a child, a continuation of
Building the life of your dreams.
Not to say that you won’t,
I just won’t be included in the affair.
That’s fine, just know I think of you both.
If I had my way,
I’d marry your sister and have you
As my sister too.
Someone strong, someone real.
If not for you,
I wouldn’t have these fond memories
Of you and your sister,
Starting at the first night
Where you called my name
And thought I was nice enough
To introduce us, me and your sister.
We’ve always agreed on things,
Not seeing things like most do,
The same old, same old.
If you’re somewhere,
Just taking up space,
Know this is for you
And all the future sisters-in-law.
Not to steal the shine
From the bride to be,
But imagining her at the altar,
With you at her side as maid of honor,
Would've been dope to see.
If you see this,
You both are still part of my life,
And I, hopefully, a part of yours.
I sit idle,
Taking up space,
Thinking of you both,
Writing something for sisters
And soon to be sister in laws
To read as a toast,
Then smile at the bride.
If they can't think of something
silly to say.
If by chance you come across this
And that is the case.
Here is something to toast to
Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 1:53 AM UTC
*When did I grow so old
Why wasn't I ever told
till nature did mould
these nephews and Nieces
who deserve only warm hugs and kisses?
When did innocence
start trickling drop by drop
Until the entire next
generation seems already catered for
It was just yesterday, I was a child
A wreck less one and wild
but didn't understand why
when the overall solution was my cry
all in all I am glad to have witnessed
such trueness and a honest smile
it's like the sweetest thing by a mile
like a masterpiece of dawn in crayon
so beautiful was the day spent with baby Ryan
May you live to plant the generation after
and to spread the honest joy and laughter
Love you pretty little twit...
so young yet filled with wit and sweet*
Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC