Staggering steps... feeble walks..... the u turn .... the realization !!!
A reality, an acceptance... or understanding facts... the rights and wrongs; blended into one whole being or kind of inheritance, the qualities of righteousness harnessed of what we or rather what I am or what he has given me. Of course, it's about my dad, holding whose fingers I have walked through all these years, to this day, where he wanted to see me.
Happy to know that he actually always wanted to see me born as a son and not a daughter; hardly ever knowing, or rather astonished to see that he had been failing in understanding me; and proving him wrong that daughters are better than sons, why the gender bias. Why the differentiation?
Simultaneously, overwhelmed to know that seeds of goodness that he had sown years ago had borne fruit. Happy to know that we had always been missing him... in good times and bad.... more often than ever after the demise of my mother.
Prayers answered and wishes fulfilled, though not all, while some dreams shattered at the hands of fate, not a word spoken against nor a revenge taken. Still trying to figure out the secrets, unfold the mysteries and understand God's word. To set right the wrong ? or Forgive the wrong and move on as if no one existed in his world, feeling lonely or leaving lonely, the world that he had created... ahahhh !!!
Together wishing had mom been with us; the unspoken lonely words struggling to break free; at the same time trying to hide emotions. Words of patience only spoken to give courage to his heart and mind promising to live till the wrong will be corrected; on a journey to peace and eternity.
Love you Dad
A reality, an acceptance... or understanding facts... the rights and wrongs; blended into one whole being or kind of inheritance, the qualities of righteousness harnessed of what we or rather what I am or what he has given me. Of course, it's about my dad, holding whose fingers I have walked through all these years, to this day, where he wanted to see me.
Happy to know that he actually always wanted to see me born as a son and not a daughter; hardly ever knowing, or rather astonished to see that he had been failing in understanding me; and proving him wrong that daughters are better than sons, why the gender bias. Why the differentiation?
Simultaneously, overwhelmed to know that seeds of goodness that he had sown years ago had borne fruit. Happy to know that we had always been missing him... in good times and bad.... more often than ever after the demise of my mother.
Prayers answered and wishes fulfilled, though not all, while some dreams shattered at the hands of fate, not a word spoken against nor a revenge taken. Still trying to figure out the secrets, unfold the mysteries and understand God's word. To set right the wrong ? or Forgive the wrong and move on as if no one existed in his world, feeling lonely or leaving lonely, the world that he had created... ahahhh !!!
Together wishing had mom been with us; the unspoken lonely words struggling to break free; at the same time trying to hide emotions. Words of patience only spoken to give courage to his heart and mind promising to live till the wrong will be corrected; on a journey to peace and eternity.
Love you Dad
