My father my no 1 hero

24 Feb

One thing I cherish for my entire life and will always thank god in every second of it is my beloved parents. Forgive me for referring my parents as a thing.  I’ve used it as it allows me to show you and make you all understand my obsession, fascination and mania I have over my parents. They not only gave me life but have given me all in life I now enjoy and all I am yet to enjoy. I cannot separate them at any cost but last night it was all about my dad, before going to bed, throughout my sleep and half way through today it is still about him.. I have just finished a quick call to see how he is doing and to see if he is sneezing too much in last few hours… for sure I made him happy and made him laugh his heart out couple of times during our short conversation but wonder whether I said enough ‘I love you’ and’ thank you’.

He is in on the other end of the planet busy with all his duties and responsibilities as a Deputy Inspector General of the Sri Lankan Police Department. He absolutely adores his job but always and in every way I came first making everything else unimportant to him. His love for me is something which I cannot put in to words, be happy and finish. Being a tough guy in the department he was soft as a cloud when it was and it is about me. He believes in everything I do and stands with all decisions I make in life. For many, 30 years in life is not enough to understand what is parenting like and what difficulties parents face in bringing up their children. But for me my father by action showed everything which fascinate me to this date. Up to this date I’ve never ever had a hard life, for sure I will not in the future but I’m fully aware of the hardships that my father went through in order to get me to where I am now. I’m from a middle class family in the capital of Sri Lanka and my father was the sole bread winner in our house for 22 years of my life. I have a younger brother and all four of us were very close to each other. We have two new additions to our family altogether all six of us continues to be one big happy family. I now live in London with my husband pursuing my research studies and suddely after two years I started missing them a lot.

When I was small my education was one big dream of my father. It was never my dream, in fact I don’t remember having a dream of my own, I was a child who could have easily got detracted and wasted. But for my luck my father knew what was best for me and he believed that his only daughter has the full capacity and ability to follow his dreams and reach to the top. I have reached where he wanted me and beyond. I’m extremely happy and pleased where I am now and it makes me happier to know my father loves it more than I do.

Everyday after a very busy and hectic work days and no matter how late he goes to bed, he used to keep his alarm at 4 am and wake just to wake me up, make me a cup of tea and give me a good start to study. He enjoyed coming to all my parent’s day meetings and I never ever remember a day he missed it throughout my 13 long years of schooling.  He used to cut newspaper articles, journal articles which he thought great and bring them home for me to read. He made me practice my religion, made me believe in me, made me unconditionally love all around us; in fact made everything I am now and will be in the future.

I became a Lawyer, became a Graduate specialised in Commerce then went on to become a Postgraduate specialised in Business Administration and now I am looking to reach the next level.  I have plans to do many more which will definitely make my father impressed and worth all of his hard work. Everything I did and everything I will do is dedicated to you. You are my life, my driving force and everything I own. I love you love you and love you so much.

Thank you so much dada boy for being the greatest. May god always bless me to be your daughter in every birth I take.

I wish you great health, happiness and I’m eagerly awaiting your visit in May. I’m excited as now it’s my turn to return you the love you poured in to me.

your loving daughter

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Posted by on February 24, 2011 in post weekly 2011


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