A tribute to fathers

Since his childhood he was told to be strong and courageous. From an early age, hardness was instilled in his nature, and he was trained in way to carry his responsibilities after all he is a man. Difficulties and troubles will come on his way, but he will have to overcome them alone after all he is a man, even he can't shed tears because he is a man, so what will people say? There is a no one to support him because he is strong enough to confront the hardships, after all he is a man who is destined to be hard.

But I want to ask only one question, does his heart made of stone? Doesn't he have any feelings and emotions? Isn't he is a human being? Doesn't he need to hear two words of sympathy? Doesn't he need the encouragement of his loved ones?

Absolutely he needs it all. We need to understand that, he is a human being too, he also has feelings and emotions. So
we should not leave him alone in the crowd of this world, instead should support him at every step of his life.

Since my childhood I saw my father working hard, his night and day spent in providing us a better life, he never cared about hardships and challenges he faced, but his only motive is to see us happy. We are seven siblings, and you can understand how it would be difficult for him to cope with all needs as a worker in textile, but still he did his best to educate us well. I couldn't find write words to praise and appreciate him, my eyes are just teary while writing about his efforts.

He gave me the beautiful name, my first step was a source of joy for him, and he holds me whenever I stumbled, and did his best to raise me. He taught me the norms to live an honest and good life, he taught me the difference between what is good or bad, and always speak truth no matter what the circumstances may be. He was the one who taught me to appreciate myself and never let down, or degrade myself for anything. What I am today, it's all because of him.

My father is my first hero, he is my strength, my courage, my well-wisher, my king, my supporter, and my everything. Whenever, I was about to fall, he stretched his hand to make me stand. His love is boundless and undescriable. I always feel sad to see wrinkles on his face, and turning him old due to the continues hard work and efforts, in short, I never pay back for his love.


I always feel hurt, whenever I see children behaving badly with their parents. A man live in my area, who was only supporter of his family. He had three sons, and did his best to educate them. He was happy that their life would be easier because his sons would be his provider because they now they were running their own business.


Soon, they were married and busy in their life, even no one was agreed to keep their father with them, and they got him out from the house. Now he is staying in house at rent, and selling few things on stall to earn his living. Isn't that painful? The only one who worked hard to raise three sons, none of the three is willing to keep him with. No one can understand his pain..!

Nowadays, we are busy in our own life, and want to achieve everything we ever wished for, but we never try to ask even for once from our parents, that what they need? Isn't they deserve our affection and love, the way they raised us tenderly.

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