Dad..

Like every girl, my dad is my superhero. He is the one who always has some wisdom to share. I call him dad, dado, papa. Patri, golo and whatever I can come up with. Today, was one of the day, when just by a few words, he made me feel better. Though, I fight with him a lot, but then they just show how much I love him.

He has always given up to my demands and he is also the one, who always teaches me the bitter truth of my life. Like from the last two days, when all I did was cry and cry. He just told me, this how the world and the corporate works. People will insult you and try to suppress you, they won't teach you and you got to make your own way. You can't just cry. You don't live up on anyone's money. Prove yourself but don't beg or act low in front of anyone. If things didn't work out, leave the job, find another and until you find it, I will financially support you, just eat, stay happy and learn. Just leave the office tension in the office. And he also made sure that he gets me someone to teach stuff.

That's my dad. I am proud to be his daughter. Very proud.