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Thank You


IF there’s one thing we often forget in life, it’s gratitude. For many of those on my mental list, this should have been said a long time ago.  Still, better late than never.

In no particular order, to all the important people in my life, THANK YOU…

  • for the sacrifices you have made and continue to make on my account
  • for bringing me up well, even though you mostly had to do it alone
  • for sending me to school, paying for my education
  • for taking care of me, watching me grow
  • for all the fervent prayers sent heavenward — for me
  • for bailing me out during all those accidents
  • for having little for yourself just so I would have much
  • for your tenderness and love and infinite patience
  • for choosing me
  • for giving in even though it cost you your pride
  • for the long years of loyal friendship
  • for the good times
  • for being there
  • for promising to be there in the future and to not let me down if I ever need you again in spite of what happened
  • for saving me, never failing me and dying for me
  • for letting me go even when I didn’t know how
  • for being strong for me and doing what I cannot do even though you have no idea where to find the strength for yourself
  • for loving, understanding and forgiving me, even though you could not fathom the reasons, could not see the rationale; even if it left you miserable
  • for making me happy at your expense
  • for opening my eyes to fresh, new, sensual, beautiful experiences
  • for all the music, books, food, movies and crazy, giddy laughter — all the pleasures in life
  • for the gifts that you knew I loved and which you went ahead and bought no matter how much it cost you — just because you knew it made me happy
  • for crying with me, for me
  • for being the best I ever had
  • for cooking, feeding me, making my bed, cleaning up after me tirelessly
  • for bearing with my mercurial tempers, moods and arguments
  • for the discipline and punishment — I would not be who I am had you spared the rod
  • for trying over and over again despite the trepidation and knowledge that the next attempt could make you feel less of a man
  • for the holidays
  • for the space and silence when I need it
  • for believing in me even (and especially) when I couldn’t believe in myself
  • for sticking up for me
  • for keeping the friendship alive and taking the trouble to call or email  even though sometimes I get too caught up with life and forget to call back
  • for risking your mother’s wrath and hanging out with me continuously and making me your best friend
  • for wanting me, for accepting my foibles
  • for making tough decisions because they are right — even it it hurts you. Or me.
  • for listening to the same sob stories and analysing them with me through the late nights, and never judging, even though you felt my morals were questionable
  • for Cleo
  • for taking care of Cleo like she’s yours
  • for making me a part of your life
  • for saying you love me
  • for not hating me in spite of everything
You know who you are. Thank you.