Baba was always a hands-on father...Even after hectic work days he loved giving me baths on humid summer days...powdering me afterwards...clothing and then even rocking me to sleep, all the while singing his favourite songs...One of my earliest memories consist of him rubbing his face over my cheeks...He would not shave for a couple of days and then tickle me and I would burst into giggles...Both of us thoroughly enjoyed those father-daughter moments...

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