The songs... n sleepless nights of PAPA...

Till, the date, its a record, that I am simply unable to listen this song without having tears in my eyes... Don't know how, but it connects me to my Papa. Its like, its just for me... i know after listening this song every "daddy's daughter" thinks that, but for me, its a very special one...
Well... everyone in family tells me about the time I born. I don't belong to any metro city or some well developed place, so as usual birth of a girl is just a simple birth, no big parties, no big celebrations{as per people's theory}... But my dad, he is someone very different and yes, how cloud I forget my Grandmother, my Dadi, she was the biggest support to my dad n mom, n she was the most happy person on my birth...  :)
N also, when she was not a very well educated woman... Amazing na??? Yah, she was a very amazing woman... :)

                                                           My daddy strongest.... :)


So, I was telling, when I born, Papa done a big celebration and also I was the first girl in society, at that time, whom "Barahon ceremony"{after the 12 days of the birth if the child, some rituals has to done, with some puja n all the relatives n friends are invited} was happened, cause it was booked only for boys till...
There are many such things which makes Papa different, strongest n daring and also adorable for the rest of the society. Even after such steps many fathers opted the path...
But, when I come to this song, this reminds me of all those his sleepless nights, when I was in pain. I remember, it was not the starting, but yes bad days of my sickness when I started loosing weight very rapidly n having fever all the day n night, he was unable to sleep, he use to come to me in the nights to check the temperature. It was the first time when I got the most severe pain, that I was unable to sleep, took the painkiller but of no use... then I went to living room n just switch on the T.V., just after 10-12mins Papa was beside me, asking "what happened???"  I told him crying about my pain, he just brought me many ointments, Ayurvedic oils, with having tears in his eyes...
It also reminds me of the time when I was in hospital n he was unable to be there, cause of his job... n he use to call me 4-5 times a day, n always ask me"when r u coming home beta?" And the day I returned home, he was waiting curiously on the door. {he use to call beta to both of us... me n my sister... n brother is already a beta :P}
Once he visited me in hospital only, n seen me smiling again, so advised me "don't use to smile front of doctors atleast, otherwise they will think that u r perfect n will not complete ur medication again."
{I'm writing these all things of my seconds surgery, tht's why using 'again'}

AND, M SO SORRY, CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE...
I KNOW, EVERY GIRL HAS A VERY SPECIAL PAPA... SO DON'T REMEMBER WHAT HE SAID U IN ANGER, ALWAYS REMEMBER SUCH GREAT THINGS OF UR SUPERB RELATION...
LOVE U PAPA...
now listen the song...

I will try to write much more...sometime next... without tears... :)