As my dad leaves for dubai tmr. it suddenly becomes so real. the boxes and the suitcases packed, the cars sold and movers coming over. It hit me hard that its like almost the last time i'll ever spend with my dad. the next time i'll see him will be during holidays but for the next 4 yrs we'll be in different countries and after the 4 yrs i'll be too old to have a father son relationship with my dad anymore and instead it'll be more like a relationship btwn 2 adults. Although i have never been close to my dad considering the last time we talked was when i was in primary 6. Despite this i still feel the need to pay a tribute to my dad. so here it goes.
Dad although we never really talked or did things together. You were still there for me. When mum shouted and threw remotes at me for my academic short comings, u would tell her to stop and i knew although u never said it u were silently disappointed. When u saw the results of the Mensa test and the certificate qualifying me for Mensa once again although u never said it,your eyes showed your pride in having me join u as another member of the family in Mensa. You were always concerned about who i was debating and how was doing in the tennis competitions i entered. It was always u who came and watched me at the tennis competitions and even when i got thrashed in the quarter-finals u were proud that i made it that far. When your friends and colleagues tipped me to become the next u or even surpass u. Silently i'm sure u were proud. But the truth is dad, i'll never be you. i've always lived in the shadow of your achievements and what you accomplished and it will always be that way. No matter what, i will never be able to measure up to what you are. I will always remain in your shadow but thanks dad for moulding me so that one day i will carry on the reputation you have established. i wish you all the best in Dubai and most importantly although i think the last time i said it was 7yrs ago. i love you dad.
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