A million little loves

Hi princess,

Today, I will tell you about something that has been on the back of my mind for a few days. It is about one of daddy's heartbreaks. People all around me say that time heals everything. Yes, it does. It has for me too. But, sometimes it stings like small glass pieces. Those little things, that she used to do. I never realized it at that time, but now I do.

There are a million little ways to love. 

Kolkata has very hot and humid summers. She used to style up her hair in a bun,otherwise hair all over your shoulders could make you feel really uncomfortable in the summers. But, whenever I used to meet her, I used to open that bun. Because, she looked beautiful with her unfurled hair. She let it be. 

She has a pale coloured dress. She used to look like a dead butterfly in that dress. I told her, you are much too beautiful to be in that dress. She never wore it again. 

She had a strawberry flavour lip balm. Evertyime, before we kissed, that lip balm was pressed into service. Strawberry flavoured kisses. 

She was such a kid at heart. On the bus, it has to be the window seat. I ended up losing both the window seat and my heart to her.

She was a perpetual latecomer. Waiting for her, I missed classes and labs. If I didn't go with her, I would miss her the whole day. And, missing classes and labs was nothing compared to missing her for the whole day.

Have you ever seen, how trees are covered with a million little droplets after it rains?
The rain has stopped, the clouds have floated away.  But, the droplets remain.

Yours lovingly,
Dad

P.S - That extra ice cream that you take from the fridge. And I pretend, not to notice. :)