fear of what ?



In my childhood, no one scared me about the things which used to scare children. I use to go anywhere what ever time it may, or whatever place it may, I did experimented without knowing the risk. Luckily and thank god..!!! nothing happen wrong with me because I always feel that I am pure heart. My dad use to say that, if you thinking good for people no one can harm you, god is taking care of you. When I was working with All India Radio Station, as radio is my passion so I was ready go anytime, we new joining were given evening duty most of the time, as old members was getting chance, I was also ready for that, I use to go at 6:00PM in the evening after my regular office and finish at 11:00 PM that is early night in India. I walk for one km the internal road of that specific station to come on the main highway to get bus was so dangerous. No street light over there and not a single person you can found, but I walk come on the road and get bus generally reach at home by 1:00 am mid night. It was 25 km from my home town, after getting down I have to walk again like that but thank god it was near my society. I never feel scare I was walking alone on that road, Its remind me like I am angle and looking to stars walking on the road. 



This was just real example, so many other incident are there which happen which I never feel scared. The only thing scaring me was what happen when my dad will not with me. After my Mom passed away he was only my hero with whom I was so friendly and was sharing everything. I felt so secure with him, and I was praying all time to god please ask everything to me not my dad. When, he travel outside and inform to come late, I wait for him for the dinner never feel hungry, my eyes always look at the door, when will be here. He use to travel very less because of us. But, whenever he travel he use to purchase something for me, so I always feel like he my real Santa, till today I have one beautiful dress which is given by him on my last birthday and it was the last gift given by him, I keep it safe, it is white salwaar dupatta with beautiful embroidery, I feel again like I am angle after wearing it. I love that so much. Can you believe? My dad passed away in 2013, on Christmas day, he was my real Santa. Now nothing is scaring me as he already went but he is always with me. 

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