Father. Friend. Forever — My Bapi

Father. Friend. Forever — My Bapi

Some bonds are so deep, they defy words.
Some names are not just names—they are echoes of love, of home, of soul.
Bapi — that’s what I called him. That’s what he called me too.

Today, on Father’s Day, I feel the weight of his absence and the warmth of his presence—both at once.
Because though he’s no longer by my side, he lives in every breath I take, every value he passed down, every memory I hold close.

Bapi wasn’t just my father—he was my guide, my anchor, my gentle strength.
He taught me how to dream with my feet on the ground, how to fight with grace, and love without limits.
He never needed to say much—his actions, his eyes, his quiet pride said it all.

I still hear his voice when I need courage.
I still feel his hand on my shoulder when life gets tough.
And when I whisper Bapi, it’s like he’s right here—smiling, watching, blessing.

This Father’s Day, I don’t just remember him—I carry him.
Always.
Forever.
In everything I do.

Happy Father’s Day, Bapi.
Your Bapi misses you, always.

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