Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Lessons I have learned from my late father

Photo of my late father

Every year, the month of September transports me back in time and reconnects me with the memories of my late father. September 11 has become one of the darkest days of my life. It was on this day in 2005 when I had to part with my beloved father, the only person I could call my own family. Since then, I have been living in a story that does not have a protagonist. Without him to stand beside me, I had to move on with life alone, often swimming through the turbulence and rough waves on my own. 14 long years have gone by since that fateful day, but I can still feel the vacuum that has been created by his absence in my family. If he were still alive, he would have been 85 today and I am sure he would have been still strong enough to play with his grandchildren and entertain them with bedtime stories and jokes. It is very sad that my children have to live without the memories of their paternal grandparents throughout their life.

Nevertheless, I have a lot of good memories to cherish today. My father had been one of the greatest architects of my life. After my mother died when I was barely 4 years old, I grew up solely under his care and support. Although he could not save me from losing sight at the age of 9, he gave me the strength to look through the mind and see the light at the end of a tunnel. Whenever I felt low, he not only showed me the path to happiness but he also gave me the inspiration to walk through it. He made me understand that disability is not the end of everything. Right from my early childhood, he convinced me that there isn’t anything in this world that we can’t do if we can put our heart and soul into it. When he saw me worried and crying on my first day in school, he had told me “When others can do it, why can’t you do it? You can definitely do it” and this advice remained with me forever.

He made me understand that in order to stay positive and motivated, we should always see ourselves through the eyes of those who are less fortunate than us. I still remember him often saying that as a partially paralyzed person, he felt luckier when he saw someone who was fully paralyzed because that made him realize how he was at least able to walk with the help of a crutch. Although he never went to school, he taught me that education is everything in life. Right from the day I joined my school, he constantly motivated me to study hard and never to give up hope in life. He would always advise me to keep my future dreams on the tip of my nose and move forward so that I would never forget the real purpose of being in the school. It was his constant advice and guidance that shaped my life and made me who I am today.

Besides, he also gave me so many skills that are still applicable in my life. Since he was paralyzed on the left side of the body for the last fifteen years of his life, I had to help him do most of the common tasks during my winter vacations. In the process, I could learn how to stitch torn cloths including inserting thread into the needle and making seamless knots at the end of the stitch. He has also taught me how to sharpen the needle by rubbing its tip gently over the tip of my nose while stitching hard materials such as shoes or jeans. Besides, I have also learned how to wash cloths and chop vegetables properly. It is these skills that have significantly contributed towards making me an independent person today. These are some of the greatest legacies of my late father that still run deep in my blood. May God bless his poor soul wherever he may be!


  1. It's really touching and a very successful story from your side. Keep on writing sir

    1. Thank you so much for the encouragement la... I am trying my best to live my blogging passion.