I Miss Thy Shoulders

O, Father!

Just before I came into your world, I am sure it wasn’t easy for you to balance all the equations and emotions just to keep everyone happy, I heard.

The turmoil you went through and yet hoped to see my face as a bright light, the only good thing in your life, a ray that might change everything for good.

With all the preconceived notions and worldly expectations, fighting every moment with a smile, I see you feel a little lonely for no one understood what it took to be a father above everything else.

I love you, Papa. I really do and I know you do, too.

For every comfortable minute of my life and the pain it took for you to provide, I thank you from the bottom of my heart and stomach, and soul — for the learning and humility you filled me with, the compassion you gifted with forgiveness, the love you gave selflessly through things and support. It matters.

You aren’t invisible to any of us, your family loves you as much as you do but I exactly know the moments you feel a little aloof and silent and never say it out loud, because, you know, what matters is everyone stays happy no matter what.

I miss thy shoulders, the ones that not only showed me how to chin up in the lowest moments but also gifted me perseverance, strength, maturity, and wisdom to be a person of worth and kindness.

I could see in your eyes full of depth how much you contain silently and never show or speak it out, for the courage it takes is endless. You are beautiful.

As I’ve always told you, and I mean it, you are not aging just getting into a phase of life where you get to live for nobody but yourself. You deserve it. You earned for all of us. And now, it’s time for you to cherish all the interest that keeps coming to you in fruits and fulfillment.

Thank you, for all you did and all you do. I am speechless.