Sunday, 15 June 2014


Dear father, I don't know why since I small till now, you have been distant like a stranger. I can't remember if there was ever once you picked me up in your arms, and hold me dear to your heart.

You are a quiet man, and you are unlike any other fathers. For 25 years, I still don't know who you are really. Others have loving fathers who care about their wellbeing, and I don't even know if you do really care or not.

It's not only me, but also all my other siblings. Deep inside, I often tell myself it's not that you want to be like that. Your own dad passed away when you were nine.

And you have stopped going to school and started working to feed your mum and two brothers. It must've been really a big shock to you, that you turn out to be this way.

I may not hug you dad, I may not know you, and we might still be like strangers to each other.

I'm your son, and you are my father. And for that, I love you.

Happy father's day, dad.

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