This blog is dedicated solely to my father. LOVE YOU PAPA and THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING.
Even if I use my whole vocabulary to describe my love for him or his love towards, I would lack words. Words cannot describe love and sacrifice. These are feelings that can only be felt from the heart. He holds the highest place in my life. Parents are a gift from god and I am luckiest person of the world to have such loving parents. My family is my greatest blessing and to see them healthy and sound is the only wish I have. The only difference between a mother and father is that, your mother always wants to protect you but your father will try his best to make you capable enough to protect yourselves. Everyone says, “ my father fulfilled all his duties,” but as a father what he does is not his duty but his love, affection and the sense of security towards us.
I have heard all around the globe, “I want to see a reflection of my father in my partner,” but I do not think it will be possible because the selfless love and devotion that a father has for their child cannot be performed by someone else. No two people are the same and no one can give you the love given by your parents.
To me father is not just a word or a relation, it is a feeling that comes from deep inside the heart and words can barely express it.
The role my father plays in my life cannot be expressed through mere words. To me, my father is:
A role model:
His way of speaking, his actions, his oration, his words and everything else have always been a motivation for me and I grew up with him as my role model. Every time he did he explained something I would have my ears sound and I would listen carefully, because I knew that his words carry great power and that is what motivated me to write and today I am here writing this blog. He once said, “ have grace to win the race.” What he meant was that every time while there are difficulties in life(race) we cannot evade the situation and we need to face it boldly(with grace). I want to be like him: expressive, bold, powerful. He holds a great power in his words and that is what inspires me to work hard and become like him. He said that he sees his mirror in me and
The roots of the tree:
While, everyone talks about mother being a fruit bearing tree who never tastes its own fruit, its true and I do not deny it, but no one realizes that the big and beautiful tree is held by the root and without the roots it might not survive. The role of the roots is played by the father. The roots hold the tree and maintain the grip. The roots might not be very pleasing for the eyes but without them the tree has no existence. The roots are sometimes rough, because they need to hold tight and they heed to sustain the whole tree, in the same way my father is sometimes angry to us but that is like the hard hit on the iron which only makes the iron rod strong and beautiful. His anger is only because he cares for us and I know that.
My father is a strong figure for me and no matter how difficult the situations of life are, he never loses hope and that is why he is my inspiration.
I always wish to study hard so that I can give my parents what they deserve ‘cause they deserve the best.
Love you papa and I hope god’s grace surrounds you. May the almighty bless you.
At the end of the day, I only want to thank the almighty for giving me the world’s best family.
To all the father’s in the world
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY.
Wish you love, luck and sunshine.