Saturday, July 7, 2012

Hope of a son and a father


     When I was a primary school boy, my father usually drives me to school. Every time right before I step into the school, I will start to miss home, for sure. As usual, I will wave my hand to my father for awhile. Sometimes when I get really homesick, I would even watch him drives away his car until it gets away from my sight. After accepting the fact that I was abandoned by my parents and here alone in school, then I walked to my classroom, at a very slow pace, with tears rolling in my eyes. Sounds romantic huh? It's proven that I am a very emotional person since I was a boy. ;)

Hope of a son

                One day, if I'm not mistaken, I was a standard four student. I forgot why I get so "emo" that day and my dad walked into school with me. Soon, I hugged my dad and started to cry, hoping my dad would pity me and bring me back home. I cried for some time and others were looking at me and my dad. After some time, I stopped crying and walked to the classroom. Then my dad crushed my hope by leaving the school for his job. Even though it is quite funny, but frankly that's a feeling that I could not forget, even after so many years. A sad feeling deep inside my heart, even words cannot explain that feeling.

Hope of a father

                I guess my dad felt the same on the day he had to go to Johor for his job alone. From his eyes, I know he really hoped that he does not have to go so far away from his family. I wish I would not have to disappoint him, like what he did last time.
                
Two slightly different stories but with a same ending. Without my father beside me, I had my worst father's day this year. Argh, I just miss him so much now. *sigh*