Sunday, November 25, 2007
Dad's a year old today. We celebrate it with much joy even if it's just a simple family get together. He is a man of few words, but trust me, when his anger shoot off burstin' the rooftop, you will wish you weren't there. He is a very protective man. He would be defensive if any of his love ones faced any sort of problems or anyone harm his love ones.I remembered clearly how vulgar he went when a young man came up and rudely disturbin' me. He turn a blind eye to the public that witnessed the whole incident. Mum held his hand when he almost beat the shit outta that young man. He even mention to that fella if he saw him roamin' around our area, he would beat him up. I am not very much ashamed to have a dad like I do. Actions speaks lounder then words. Now, I truely feel his love towards me through his strong and defensive actions.
I could comfort to him bout almost everything under the sun. I daresay, I'm pretty much closer to the dad then to the mum. May be because we both have the same intrest and same way of thinkin'. We both even has the same prespective of life. I am just dad's mirror image, but a girl's version that is.
He would always support in whatever I wanna do. To the moments when I told him I would wanna go to Thailand for a week to the days when I mentioned that I finally have the opportunity to skip my N's. He would provide me moral and finciancial support. Even if mum disagree of me been a lawyer one day, he would be sayin' the otherwise. He told me once before, that whatever I wanna be in the future as to have a burnin' passion for it. Do what I love doin' , he had said. And I'm doin' what I love doin'.
Dad has his soft side. I remembered how dearly he held me in his arms. He wiped away my tears when he himself was tearin'. He held me tight to his chest. It was the day when my dear late buddy Arwah SharunNizam died. He was tearin' despite the fact that he has not even met my late buddy. He held me close and said couple of prayers for my late fren. I teard even more in his arms. I was hopelessly weak at that moment, and again his actions gave me the warmth that I ever need.
Dear Dad,
It's the time of the year yet again. You've always bring joy and laughter to our family. You accept me for who I am. You believe in me. You believe in all of us girls. You believe that we will be a strong ladies one fine day. I saw how tearful you were every other mornin' Raya. You've given us life that we all adore and love. Despite that fact that you may be the fierce person around, we do know your point of been the way you are. I thank you for been the supportive fren and a father. I thank you for been the understandin' man. You jolly well understand the needs of a teenager. You vibrantly said that you understand the need for us to enjoy our life, but you still enforce how important families and education are. I thank you for been the defensive yet lovin' father that you're. You may be vulgar at certain cirumstances, but we do know your anger in those moments. I thank you for everythang that you did and you will be doin'. Dad, sincerely I say, we love you.
Dearest Dad,
Happy Birthday. May you've the best health and may your future filled with much love and zest. Semoga ayah panjang umur dan murah rezeki. May your good deeds act as passport for the promisin' paradise in thereafter. You're always in our prayers ayah. We love you.
I could never ask for more.
... the man of my life
