My child.  For all intents and purposes, I'm all she has.  When I think I can't make it through something, or when the struggle seems more than I can take, I think of her and I find the strength to get through anything.  And when good things happen to us, the happiness I see radiatinge from her makes everything worth it. 

I didn't mean to dominate this poll, so I have posted the full comment on a separate article. I didn't expect this much to flow out this morning. Maybe I need more sleep. See the full comment here   http://www.faniq.com/blog.php?id=30324

My Father - he is my hero.
 

He was born in the depression, and lived in a small house with a large family. He had many chores on the family farm. He walked every day 3 miles to the one room schoolhouse, learning from the 1 teacher there to teach all the children. He was forced to quit school at age 12 and work on the farm when his own father died, so that he could provide for his mother. He was fantastic at using numbers, but had a hard time reading. He could add a column of numbers faster in his head then you could using a calculater, yet he had difficulty filling out his checks and reading letters and bills.

He cried with his mother, when one of his brothers was lost in World War II on the shores of Guam, never having a body to lay to rest. He stayed at home with his mother, while his 23 year old brother went off to war in a far-off land of Korea. When his brother returned, he dropped everything, including his half-completed new house for his new bride, and went off to serve his duty as a cook's assistant in the Army. He was known for going the extra mile, and quickly doing his duties, then helping others complete theirs.

He worked over 40 years in a hard labor job, physically moving things by hand that had a DAILY cumulative weight of over 20,000 lbs. ....(full comment finished here)

Yep, my Father is my hero.

My inspiration is the late Principal of my school - Respected Shri N. D. Nagarwala,  and my maths teacher - Respected Mr. Mhetre.

These people have taught me selflessness, to be afraid of only GOD, to never feel shy while talking to anyone, to be bold but polite in dialect, to learn the proper use of grammatical English language, to think logically, to be sincere and honest in everything (which I would like to point out is not done by me to perfection yet), to do things with interest otherwise not do them at all, to always respect your elders, to never bow down to injustice and evil, to share your knowledge with one and all, to always be ready to learn anything whenever you get a chance to gain something you do not know, to never feel shy or ashamed to say NO politely but boldly if you do not know something, to always help others to the best of your ability, to feed the poor and the needy with your own hands and not give donations or alms to institutions, to help such needy people to learn and get work and live with their heads always held up, etc. etc.

I am a self made man and have tried to follow all these principles of life to this day and have succeeded nearly 75% in achieving it.  Self experience has taught me to be fearless and keep on trying to go ahead on the road till success is met.