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Abba jee!” I heard my friend’s five-year old daughter calling him today; we were speaking over phone and he was telling me fascinating stories about how fast kids grow. As a father of a 2-month old, I couldn’t agree any less. Yet, what stayed in my mind, and heart, was the word, ‘Abba’

dear_abbaFrom the time I remember, I always addressed my father as ‘Baba’; while Daddy’s, Dad’s and Papa’s were the most commonly used terms in family, friends’ circles and society at large; no one of my generation that I knew addressed their father as Baba. An occasional Babu jee or Pita jee could still be heard, but the numbers were too far in between, and surely none of these kids came from the convent-educated elite and bourgeois class!

To me, ‘Baba’ was sweet and personal. And to my father, it meant the world… the very sound of the word was pleasant to his ears, so he would say…

All these memories came back to me today, when I heard my friend’s daughter addressing him in the most affectionate manner… Abba

I am reminded of something I read long ago, in Thomas Smail’s book – The Forgotten Father –

“Abba is not Hebrew, the language of liturgy, but Aramaic, the language of home and everyday life… We need to be wary of the suggestion… that the correct translation of Abba is ‘Daddy.’ Abba is the intimate word of a family circle where that obedient reverence was at the heart of the relationship, whereas Daddy is the familiar word of a family circle from which all thoughts of reverence and obedience have largely disappeared… The best English translation of Abba is simply ‘Dear Father’.”

 Does this strike a chord with you?


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Written by RRGwrites

August 1, 2014 at 10:43 PM

An All New Meaning To The Fathers’ Day…

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This Fathers’ Day has come with an all new meaning for me; I have become a father myself. My son, Rajvir, was born on June 6. Life has changed in last ten days and how! And the world of becoming a father has dawned upon me…

All these years of my life, I merrily played the role of being my father’s son. A much loved son, who was given everything he asked for, and more… one who was pampered and cared for… one, who was blessed… So naturally, every Fathers’ Day would come as an excuse for me to send him loads of gifts, coupled with an assurance of always following what he taught me and being by his side. Baba, as I would address my father, was and is an inspiration to me; I learnt many things from him. In fact, on the occasion of last Fathers’ day, I wrote about the 5 life lessons that I learnt from my father.

Two Fathers Two SonsThat said, this Fathers’ day, I am rather overwhelmed! Life has changed dramatically – Baba is not there with me AND Rajvir has come in my life. Today, I am both – a son and a father…

Generally, I am good with words, never struggled with them… However, since my son is born, I am grappling for right words to narrate the experience… Many of friends, family members and others ask me – how did it feel to see him being born or that how does it feel to be a father, et al. I am short of words, really. It was a strange emotion to witness the child-birth; nothing short of a miracle! In fact, I confided in a friend a few days ago, If you want to make any atheist believe in God’s existence, howsoever ardent non-believer he is, make him witness a baby being born; he will start believing in His creations…” 

While I am still pleasantly surprised by how great it feels to belong to the category of fathers, I miss my father terribly. What would I say to my father on this Fathers’ Day? I just hope as Rajvir was getting ready to commence his journey from the gates of heaven towards our world down here, Baba would have whispered the same values in his ears, ones which I grew up learning from him. That, I am sure, will be his most valuable gift to his son on this Father’s day, on the beginning of his own fatherhood…

Rajvir’s smiles tell me, today may well be my best Fathers’ Day ever…

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