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On Dads, the Unsung Heroes...

So much is written about motherhood (by yappy mums like me), but little is spoken about fatherhood. Why? Because most dads would rather bungee jump into a deep, dark canyon than write their intimate, emotional feelings. Anyways, be as it may, I feel that this is very unfair and decided to appoint myself as the universal spokesperson behind every male who's either a brand-new, novice or a veteran father.

Let's start with dads and daughters. They share an deep, unconditional love for each other that can last a lifetime. Also, fathers do have a fiercely protective bonding with their girls. It's that 'no-one-dare-say-anything-about-her' kind of feeling. This starts immediately after birth, right at the cradle, when a newbie dad refuses to hand over his baby to the nurse for a shot, and goes all the way to the teenage, when he wants to bash up all the boys who dare to have a crush on his "little girl".

They (meaning experts, those ghostly people who only appear in print but vanish in person) also say that girls draw out the initial sketches of how their future partners should look based on their fathers. So you better watch it guys. Go to the nearest boot camp, whip yourself into shape and get your best look out. Else the sketch would be, to put it eloquently, kinda wimpy.

Moving on to dads and sons. Since men don't like to b-o-n-d, in a traditional sense (let's blame the evil testosterone hormone on this one), the closest thing that fathers and sons share comes in the form of unspoken messages delivered in sober undertones, a la Shakesperaean drama-style. Heaven knows how they understand each other, but they do. Those silent nods and little words can mean a lot more than hours of sound bytes. And, a dad can turn out to be good friend and an advisor to a boy from his teen through his adulthood.

Experts (the same 'opinionated' ghosts who loomed in the previous para) say that fathers can also be the sole influential person in a son's life early on, in terms of career choices, financial decisions, handle family issues etc. So you better watch it guys. Drive yourself up the wall and do well in whatever you do. Else, your progeny of life would turn out to be, for lack of a better word, kinda soppy.

Ok, my job here is done. Intended to be the tale of a super-hero in the lines of Batman or Spiderman, but it somehow turned out to be a laundry list of to-dos. Maybe that's what you get when a member of the 'ever-critical' female species speaks for you. Anyways, guys, i'll get off the platform now and no, I don't want any fees. My work is pro bono. Save all your money. You'll need it for the boot camp.

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