sanc3: Share your thoughts about FATHER ❤️

shimulakter (75)in Steem Kids & Parents • 3 days ago

Assalamu Alaikum friends,

How are you all?I hope you are well.I am also well by the grace of Almighty Allah.Today I came to share a post on a new topic.Today's topic of writing is very emotional.I became emotional while writing it. Today's topic-- On the theme of "Father".I have come to share my emotions,feelings and experiences about my father.I would like to thank our dear brother @shahidalinaz for this beautiful competition today.I would like to thank him for bringing such a beautiful topic under the competition.Let me share my feelings about my father--

sanc3:Share your thoughts about FATHER

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Father is the tree of a family. Just as a tree saves us by providing us with shade and oxygen,father becomes a tree and becomes a shade over our heads.He is the head of the family.Therefore,the responsibility of everything in the family falls on the father.And because of this, the father has many responsibilities.Father is the shelter of everyone. Father silently accompanies everyone in the happiness and sorrow of the family.If you try to write about father,you will not be able to finish writing.

I have no less feelings of happiness with my father. There are many feelings of happiness.It is really not possible to express those feelings in writing.I was a princess to my father.For every father,his daughter is a beloved princess.I was the same.It is never possible to express the feelings of affection and love of a father in writing.I have never said to my father openly,"Dad,I love you."Today,my father is not alive. In October 2024,I almost went crazy after losing my father.My chest became empty.I had lost the will to live.I could not even imagine that my father would leave me and go to the other side so early.Many fathers are still alive no matter how old they are. Seeing all this makes my heart cry.Today,I will share some of the feelings of happiness with you while my father is alive.

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My father loved perfume very much.So whenever I went out of the country,I would always bring my father's favorite perfume for him.I can't express in words how happy my father would be.You can't believe the joy my father would take in something so small.My father had traveled to many countries, and it's hard to believe that he was content with so little.

After my marriage,my father was very broken.After marriage,I used to gift my father something on Father's Day as before.My father used to be very happy.Then I used to give him gifts on his birthday too. Once,on my father's birthday, due to lack of time,I didn't give him gifts on Father's Day.So on Eid-ul-Fitr,I took three Punjabis from Aarong at once, of my own choice.When I told my father about my first Punjabi birthday,my father was very happy. He liked my Punjabi very much.Then when I brought out another Punjabi and gave it to him on Father's Day,my father was even more happy to see it. Then when I talked about Eid,I brought out another Punjabi.The joy I saw in my father's eyes at that time still touches my heart.I hoped to get more such joy. But Allah did not keep that joy in my forehead. Those happy memories still make me very fond of them.Then I feel like my father is by my side.

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My father was a true hero to me.I never demanded anything from him.That's why my father often told my mother,"A girl doesn't demand anything."On the other hand,my younger sister's demands were endless.My father wanted me to mingle with everyone outside.But I was a very homely girl.I only made one request to my father in life,and that was that I should finish my education after I got married. And when I got married,my father told the boys that he would marry my daughter off,but she would have to be educated.My husband kept that promise. After marriage,I completed my Honors and MSc.It was very difficult for me.Even then, I did it.

My happiness with my father cannot be expressed in words. It is not possible in such a short time. Today,after losing my father,I realized how helpless a child is without a father.My father no longer asks when he will come?My father no longer calls me by my name. Everyone is at my father's house,only my father is absent.The whole house feels empty.I don't want to go there at all.A father means a lot to a child.Only those who don't have one understand what they have lost.So,I will say one thing in the end, those who have parents should appreciate them.Even if you regret losing them,you will not get the shade of that tree called father back.

I'm ending this here for today.I'll be back with another post.May everyone be healthy and well.