Currently, you were sitting at the couch with your husband Naveen patting your back, crouching on the floor to be your level; comforting you about an argument you had with your mother over how she always defends your dad’s side no matter how harsh and distant he was.

”sweetheart please..” ”no—! Don’t sweetheart me..you don’t get it..he was never close to me! He never tried! And when I do he just shuts me off!! So I won’t ever bother again! He can go to any other friend of his.” You said stubbornly, making him put his hand on your knee to caress it.

”we can’t do that can we..? The phone works both ways; you can’t blame him for not initiating a conversation when you couldn’t done that yourself too..” he lifted your chin up, wiping the precious tears to his heart.

”he would never seek another friend, you’re his daughter you silly girl.. his first happiness on this world. Yes he’s harsh, but excuse him he’s trying..just as you need him he needs you now more than ever. You don’t know how he smiles when I talk to him about you and how you laugh and smile!” he said while caressing your jaw.