Monday, March 12, 2012
All about my Father, My Papa Ji!
Finally it is the time for my father to go back to India. All my life I have seen my father working hard for his family. He never remembered his birthday, the day when he was born into this beautiful world. This is the first time when I could wish him on his great day. Yes, he cut the birthday cake for first time in his whole life. Of course he was happy but it was touchy for all of us. It was his wonderful stay with us. He is the hero of my life. I salute you papa ji. May you live long. Thanks to my God!!