I would like to start off with a quote, from one of my dad's favourite artistes, Frank Sinatra, "Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away." And yes, my dad had flown all over the world, to remote and exotic places that some only dream about. He travelled from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, to Tokyo, Japan, from Moscow, Russia, to Bangkok, Thailand. There was nothing that excited my father more than hopping a plane and travelling to a far and exotic place. But with all the travelling my father has done, I have to say that he always did it in style.
So much style that if this was the 70's you could have easily mistaken him for one of the Beatles. He had the look. He dressed in bell-bottom jeans, the ones that flapped when you walked. He wore high heeled boots that made him marginally taller and wide framed glasses like Austin Powers, so wide that when it rained I was sure they came with wipers. And let's not forget the perfectly quaffed hair that would even make Ringo Starr jealous.
However, some things go out of style and others just go!
To define something is to give it meaning. As I was writing this, it occurred to me that I have never looked up the definition of father and so I was interested in finding out if the dictionary's definition of Father was the same as mine. So I looked it up and this is what I found: 1. A man who raises a child. 2. A man who adopts a child. 3. A male person whose sperm unites with an egg, resulting in the conception of a child.
What I learned from this activity is that the dictionary doesn't know my father the way I do. So let me tell you what my father means to me.
My father is : The guy who never lost his cool, who always maintained his composure -The man who always held his head high no matter how turbulent the times were -The man who always took pride in being good, and straight, always maintaining his integrity no matter what the situation was -The man who overcame many obstacles only few could endure -The man who placed family first - The single dad who raised me with a lot of help from my grandma of course -The voice of reason in times of hardship -The hard worker who also played just as hard as he worked -The man who lived everyday like it was his last, and lived everyday to the fullest -The man who taught me about being a man
I want to thank you dad not just because I'm your son, but I want to thank you as a man for everything that you have done for me.
Reza Samad |
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