Magical. Warm. Feeling good. Touched. Loved. Happy. Glowing...etc. These were some of the words I could use for how I felt yesterday.
It was father's day and it was just any other ordinary day, until 8 p.m and my daughter, Zahibaa and son, Zohrab dragged me upstairs on the terrace for a surprise dinner party.
Oh Lord, it was wonderful. Candles all around, Menu card painted, name plates for each speciality. I was served a chocolate ball with fresh juice and spinach rolls. Lemon tarts and katti rolls. The pudding was "wow".
What touched me was the efforts these guys and my wife, Nishana had gone to ensure that it was a surprise. It was ALL home made and these three had done it without me knowing what was happening. Whenever I walked towards the kitchen, Zohrab would call me and act as though he is having a fight with his sister. Or Zahibaa would divert my attention by asking me to help with Frankie, our dog.
What team work. And planning.
I am touched, inspired and all geared to go ahead and put in my best efforts to be the best father ever.
