Unlike me, my dad is a man of few words.
He speaks only when he has to speak, thus shunning nonsensical talks, or fruitless engagement. For reasons and constrains beyond his own, my dad went through a convolution of unpleasant events. It could have gone either way: Down and astray into the darkness portion of life; or up into the shinning beacon of the tomorrows.
Thankfully, my father was in the latter. With his hard work, he raised a comfortable and loving family.
Today on his birthday, since I am now far away from him, geographically separated from my dad…, it wouldn’t be possible for me to be present to witness him blowing the candles on his cake. In such a situation, words are all I have -
When it comes to Fathers
There's lots of them about
But you're the very very best
Of that, there is no doubt
Let it be the best for the best
Happy Birthday Papa :)
