Daddy’s Girl

Her first word was ‘Dada’ and that should serve as a clear indicator of who the center of attraction really was. The hubby was a delighted, hands-on father. He’d always wanted a girl. So he took great pride in his new found designation. Right from the massages to nappy changes, feeding to burping, he had aced it all. I couldn’t help but feel a wee bit emotional that I’d managed to train him so well.

Daddy's Girl

A father daughter relationship is something else. I know I had a beautiful one and so it was only natural that Princess T and the hubby would share the same. They soon were a team against the lone Gabbar in the family. Not only was I over ruled, but was later blackmailed with hugs and kisses to mellow down. But I was a tough cookie; I managed to hold my ground nine out of ten times. OK, who am I kidding? Both of them won hands down every time.  I was losing my touch and my villainous rank.

And then one day the scales tipped over and all hell broke loose. It was a day that changed history, that day in the park. A tiny boy seemed to be besotted by our daughter. The daughter was enjoying male attention from someone her own size. I had the ‘awwwwwww cho chweet’ look written all over my face. The husband had pulled out his imaginary AK 47!

Why does he need to be so close to her?


See what he is doing? He is holding her hand!!!

Ya, ……… so cute na?

You call that cute? How dare he hold my daughter’s hand?

Errr… you do realize she is just 3 and so is he. They really can’t elope and get married.

Like I didn’t know that! And just for the record I wouldn’t let that happen.

So saying he stomped out and went and parked himself on a bench. The boy’s maid came to fetch him and soon we were on our way too. Not a word was spoken in the car, as the princess had fallen asleep.

A lot of water has flown under the bridge since, but hubby dearest I reckon, is still walking in the same park. A boy calls up for the now 10 year old Miss and you can see the never ending arrows flying like we did in Ramanand Sagar’s Ramayan. The girl found the Jonas Brothers cute and daddy dearest bought her a Taylor Swift poster for the singular wall space she had. He has given her strict instructions that whenever she decides to date (if he lets that happen that is), he will come along in his leather pants. Yes, you read that right! He has already announced that he is a part of her dowry and the boy has to be a ‘ghar jamai’.

Not so long ago this same man had an enviable list of women he dated. That they were someone’s daughters back then did not matter. Funny, how the tables turn when you become a parent. Everything is seen in 35mm film with stereophonic sound (Yes, we are still in the Sholay era). I swear he’d build a tower if he could afford the space in Mumbai and yell Rapunzel……. Rapunzel in a very male voice.

Dads I guess are like that. Mine used to wait below my best friend’s home till I was ready to be picked. So I do get where he is coming from. Though there are times when out of sheer jealousy I ask why don’t I get the same treatment? What if someone whisked me away one day? Shouldn’t he have a backup plan in place, just in case? He lovingly looks at me and means every word when he says, “I ain’t that lucky now, am I?”

Vinita Bahl Crasto is a mother to a divalicious 10 year old. A freelance writer, she loves to be referred to as the Domestic Goddess. Read her at

  • 🙂 So delightful. My father left for the US three months before I was born and never returned. So – I’ve no experience with that – but I have the privilege of being married to a terrific guy who’s a great Dad.

    God bless your family!

    Love, Vidya

    • BlogwatiG

      I am so sorry about that Vidya…..but yes the heavens do manage to balance a whole lot of things in our life. God Bless your family too 🙂

  • You know Vinita – my husband couldn’t sleep all night when my daughter declared she had a boyfriend. This when she was 4 years old. I don’t even want to guess what his reaction will be like when she is old enough to actually have one !

    • BlogwatiG

      Ha ha ha ha I can totally imagine that. Father of the Bride is his all time favourite movie and he usually walks off in the climax. Dads I tell you 🙂

  • Fab

    Awwww!!!! Daddy’s little girls are always that – little!! Lovely post, Vinita!!

    • BlogwatiG

      I so agree with you……..just as we too are 🙂

  • janu

    Am I familiar with all this?
    My hubby dearest is all set to fit a GPS into my daughter to keep track of her and her movements.

    • BlogwatiG

      Ha ha ha Janu…..and trust me….I think he will find a way to do it too ………sigh!

  • Rachna

    Haha I am a daddy’s girl. They are so special. There is something so awesome about dads. And loved the last line :).

    • BlogwatiG

      I was hoping no one would catch the last line Rachna…….but you are way too sharp I see. And yes no two ways about being Daddy’s girl….that is the best we can be 😀

  • Ofcourse I loved it!! I wonder if they round up all Dads and give them a crash course on daughter-possessivness or something? 🙂

    • BlogwatiG

      Damn….never thought of that. There must be some secret academy for this, no?

  • LOL!! Very cute indeed!

    • BlogwatiG

      Thanks Roshni…….don’t think the hubby would agree though 😛

  • How sweet is that! Could relate to this post, must be happening in most homes, i guess between Dads and dots.

    • BlogwatiG

      I guess Asha but yet it must be such a unique experience each time. Same difference kinda….hia na 🙂

  • Same story in every house!! But the way you have presented it, Vinita, it has become more lively and interesting. I and my husband are grand parents. My daughter, who is now a doctor has been the sufferer. And now is the turn of grand daughters!! Grand Pa will ask hundreds of questions. The girls, now past their teens always tell him ‘we are grown up girls. please leave us alone .We can manage on our own.’ Human nature is the same every where

    • Totally Usha! Men will remain boys at heart!

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