Writing about the father’s day is a bit difficult for me as a Son, but as Writer A can Pour myself out with all the emotions I carry inside me for my father, but it’s not easy for everyone, even for most of the girls it’s not easy, some may agree on this, some may not, because most of the girl get treatment by the father and most of the girl or boy whoever it always gets to see a strict side of our father and that’s why we are not close to them but it’s not like we don’t love them, it’s just we don’t express much, for every guy its heartily wish to hug his father but he don’t dare because of strict behavior of his father, because being a son one always think he is showing fewer efforts and using freedom and a wealth of father in a very bad manner, and that’s why being a son it’s not easy to talk to him, looking at his eyes and talk because somewhere inside we feel ashamed of ourselves, for not being a good son/daughter.
When we give a thought how much sacrifice a father has to do we feel very bad, because being a son or a daughter we keep expecting from him, and we don’t even think once how that person used to manage things, how he every day deal with thoughts, and how he sacrifices his dream for you. All we know to tell the number of amounts and tell the reason and most of it, the maximum time is not necessary, eventfully you just waste his money of sweat and don’t regret a bit, all you say I thought I can do it but I am not able to do it, no one, literally not a single parent talk about how bad he felt when you drop out any course you chose, the classes you left because your friend not going, and things you do with the influence of others, directly it affect on his financial planning and stable mind, and when he talks rudely or just shout at you, you just act so fucking senseless, like not talking to him properly, not eating and not giving amount of respect that person deserves, most of us heard people calling their father “khadus’ but we don’t understand his point of view, that same person has experienced more summers and winters than you, he knows how much money value in human life but we don’t understand we keep spending his money thoughtlessly, just try to understand that person, ’try to be his friend’, you don’t know but “he is the only best friend you have, who will listen to you, support to you when you are at your low and defend you when you are not wrong, he is the only the best friend you got in life, who selflessly always be with you in your good time and in your bad times.”
We think they don’t understand us or we think we have a generation gap so he will not understand what we are going through but the actual truth is only things and circumstances change and the medium, but the way of feeling things is the same, when I was broken, literally suicidal and lose a lot of weight at that time, it was my father who used to make sure his kid is eaten well, and the thing I know my father never eats before everyone eat at home, sometimes I saw there is not enough food left for him in the kitchen, I saw him drinking water and sleeping, I was too selfish to do anything because being a kid we just ignore this things but when we remember we understand well those scarifies he did.
Today is Fathers day even I am a boy I tried to make my father’s favorite dish, the more I start to know how a father struggles for his kids the respect for him in my heart started to increase, day by day I started to act childish, out of care I started to treat him like a kid the way he used to treat me when I was a kid, I still remember my father calling me, “Even my father has not treated me like this, you are my great grandfather who has taken oath to make me suffer by making me drink sugarless tea and taunting and telling me don’t do this and do this.” Everyone laughed but when he said this word, I see the love in his eye.
