This is my Dad with a police mustache (the picture is from the 1970s). He used to be so proud of his big mustache!
We are four of us (three brothers and a sister, which is me) and as kids, the twirl of his mustache—which defied gravity—scared and intrigued us.
Our mother and grandparents too were afraid of Dad because he came across as a strict policeman. However, he is a very soft, caring and loving person from within.He is still known for his punctuality and is well respected by everyone.
He talks to us sometimes about his experiences as a policeman and we are proud of what he has accomplished in life. He is disciplined and inspiring, and a guiding light to all those who know him. He is the first to come forward If anyone requires help in the family; I feel lucky and blessed to be his daughter. May God bless my Dad with a long and healthy life.
We love you dad, and we loved the mustache you had as well!
Photo: Uma Srikanth