The words were undoubtedly heavy to accept because rage, anger and anguish prevented me to reach the core. Not being able to see through the words, I further grew stubborn and looked for a way out. At that time, the only one I had with me were tears and I choked for no one knows how much I adore my father and love him. Indeed, unlike to my girlfriend, I have failed to convey how much I love him. I love you dad.
Every time he scolds me, I believe that he doesn’t care or love me. The reason is simple. I feel angry. However, when my anger ceases, I realize how much he cares, how much he loves me, and wishes for my well being and prosperity in the ensuing years...My father, god bless him, is an inspiration to me. A person I always look upto...a person who motivates me when he scolds me. However, I cannot express these words to him for I am a man, and men are not allowed to express love. Every time he scolds me, I promise to “show him” that I’m worthy...—.pratikwrites.blogspot.com