LOVE versus LOVE
Someone once said, “Guns don’t kill people, daddies with pretty little girls do.” I began to ponder on this person’s conclusion until I realized that there must have been at least a premise upon which the conclusion was drawn, an antecedent that prompted this assertion. There must have been an experience that had happened time and time again and that has refused to fizzle out with time. The experience of a parenting that is or was full of unalloyed love and care, a nurturing and upbringing that can never be forgotten in the space of time. This pattern of father-to-daughter relationship would have been so cordial and would have created a vacuum in the daughter’s pacemaker that only the father can fit into and which synchronizes their hearts to beat as one. This person in his/her adventure might have encountered a father who never for once leaves her daughter alone, who does not joke with her, a father that can kill for her daughter. A father like a mother,...