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The first unsung hero in everyone’s life is their Dad — a silent strength, a steady guide, and a love often unspoken.
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Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 11:56 PM UTC
The Love That Never Spoke Loudly
When we speak of parents We usually refer to the mother More than the father Which is quite unfortunate Because fathers are equally special Of course, it is the mother Who has to suffer through labour And its unspeakable pain In order to bear the child However, once the child is born The role of the father Becomes equally important Coming to my own experience I could not have asked For a better father He has been there for me, no matter what Taking me almost anywhere Whether it be India Or the rest of the world A special mention to the train trips Since it is only due to my Dad That the Railways hold such a special place in my heart Next to the Railways Pride of place goes to cricket and tennis With Dad sponsoring my cricket coaching And playing tennis with me and my sister I will never forget The India vs Bangladesh match at Birmingham Nor all those Wimbledon finals The events themselves were memorable But it was Dad's company That made them all the sweeter Anyway, enough about sports Without Dad's support I would never have made it through school Especially the transition from CBSE to ICSE That too in the eighth standard Moreover, not many fathers Would've been as patient and understanding As mine was, during my engineering struggles Which involved notching up seven arrears However, the biggest challenge was my professional life My first job was full of ups and downs And towards the end I felt like a fish out of water Plunging from crisis to crisis And eventually being forced to resign And take a break from work During these difficult times Dad not only arranged my counselling But also stood by my side like a rock Putting up with whatever tantrums I threw And this continued during my second job Which turned out to be a nerve-wracking experience Ultimately ending in a termination After six months of hard toil Coming to recent times During my trainwreck of a marriage And the subsequent divorce process Dad and I ended up getting closer than ever And I hope this only continues Though of course for happier reasons! So, as I said earlier Fathers are equally special as mothers Full stop
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Jul 9, 2022
Jul 9, 2022 at 1:45 PM UTC
Fathers Are Equally Special As Mothers
When we speak of parents We usually refer to the mother More than the father Which is quite unfortunate Because fathers are equally special Of course, it is the mother Who has to suffer through labour And its unspeakable pain In order to bear the child However, once the child is born The role of the father Becomes equally important Coming to my own experience I could not have asked For a better father He has been there for me, no matter what Taking me almost anywhere Whether it be India Or the rest of the world A special mention to the train trips Since it is only due to my Dad That the Railways hold such a special place in my heart Next to the Railways Pride of place goes to cricket and tennis With Dad sponsoring my cricket coaching And playing tennis with me and my sister I will never forget The India vs Bangladesh match at Birmingham Nor all those Wimbledon finals The events themselves were memorable But it was Dad's company That made them all the sweeter Anyway, enough about sports Without Dad's support I would never have made it through school Especially the transition from CBSE to ICSE That too in the eighth standard Moreover, not many fathers Would've been as patient and understanding As mine was, during my engineering struggles Which involved notching up seven arrears However, the biggest challenge was my professional life My first job was full of ups and downs And towards the end I felt like a fish out of water Plunging from crisis to crisis And eventually being forced to resign And take a break from work During these difficult times Dad not only arranged my counselling But also stood by my side like a rock Putting up with whatever tantrums I threw And this continued during my second job Which turned out to be a nerve-wracking experience Ultimately ending in a termination After six months of hard toil Coming to recent times During my trainwreck of a marriage And the subsequent divorce process Dad and I ended up getting closer than ever And I hope this only continues Though of course for happier reasons! So, as I said earlier Fathers are equally special as mothers Full stop
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My father said, My dear son I love you very much. I wept, surprised by his affection in the midst of my daily afflictions. This outpouring overflowed into my heart and spilled out with tears.
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Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 9:11 AM UTC
Outpouring
I've dreamed of me holding someone's hand, Someone who I don't recognize his face when I wake up. I grow up with my mom on my right side, and envy and jealousy with other children in my left side. Every night the same dream invaded my mind, Every morning I will try to remember his face but couldn't. Every weekdays I found myself asking why is my family different, Every weekends I will wake my mom early asking why does our family is incomplete. Monday morning my mother's face looks different, Her smile changed from sweet to vibrant. Tuesday noon an unfamiliar man stand beside her, With a mixed emotion type of smile full of sadness, happiness and excitement. Wednesday night I caught the stranger crying with my mom, I don't understand why but they're both smiling while crying. Thursday midnight I was shocked that I have a dad, I was furious that all this time I have a complete family but never felt it. Friday dawn, I decided to leave our home. I decided to hate my father for leaving me behind. I blame him because I was bullied and was called an illegitimate child. Still, I'm longing for him to call me "my son" Saturday came and night is near, I close my eyes and let the nightmare in. Nightmare didn't came, a man stand beside me holding my hand, I looked who it was and it strike me it was him all this time. Sunday I came home running to my fullest to reach our house as fast as I could, There he was hugging my mom whose crying right now. Tears are starting to grow from my eyes, I stop running to catch my breath and said "Thank God for the blessing you made". "Mother!" I called, they both looked at me. Their fears dissapeared and relief cave in. I walk straight closing our gaps to each other, "I'm sorry" I hug my mom and looked to the man "I missed you and I love you, Father"
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Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 9:07 AM UTC
The Stranger Became My Father
I've dreamed of me holding someone's hand, Someone who I don't recognize his face when I wake up. I grow up with my mom on my right side, and envy and jealousy with other children in my left side. Every night the same dream invaded my mind, Every morning I will try to remember his face but couldn't. Every weekdays I found myself asking why is my family different, Every weekends I will wake my mom early asking why does our family is incomplete. Monday morning my mother's face looks different, Her smile changed from sweet to vibrant. Tuesday noon an unfamiliar man stand beside her, With a mixed emotion type of smile full of sadness, happiness and excitement. Wednesday night I caught the stranger crying with my mom, I don't understand why but they're both smiling while crying. Thursday midnight I was shocked that I have a dad, I was furious that all this time I have a complete family but never felt it. Friday dawn, I decided to leave our home. I decided to hate my father for leaving me behind. I blame him because I was bullied and was called an illegitimate child. Still, I'm longing for him to call me "my son" Saturday came and night is near, I close my eyes and let the nightmare in. Nightmare didn't came, a man stand beside me holding my hand, I looked who it was and it strike me it was him all this time. Sunday I came home running to my fullest to reach our house as fast as I could, There he was hugging my mom whose crying right now. Tears are starting to grow from my eyes, I stop running to catch my breath and said "Thank God for the blessing you made". "Mother!" I called, they both looked at me. Their fears dissapeared and relief cave in. I walk straight closing our gaps to each other, "I'm sorry" I hug my mom and looked to the man "I missed you and I love you, Father"
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Have you ever stopped to think,    if tomorrow never comes; Will your family know you love them,    when your last day here is done? Do you fill your life with earthly things,    or work your life away; Thinking money, fame or fortune,    will get you through each day? There's not one thing up on this earth,    even those things God has given; You can take with you upon your walk,    through those pearly gates of Heaven! God placed those loved ones in your care,    He thought you'd do your best; Have you nurtured, taught and loved them all?    If not you've failed His test! Now love, you see, is not a word,    to be thrown at them each night; But wrap them up many times each day,    and forever hold on tight! When you're angry, mad or hateful,    thoughts floating in your head; Don't say those words you're thinking now,    but go to God instead! Just show your family often,    hug and hold them every day- How much you love each one of them,    then together kneel and pray! Just ask My Lord, whose on His throne,    to guide you from above; He'll lead you family day by day,    and fill you with true love! Then follow God's example,    and when your laid to rest; Your love won't be in question,    then yes, you'll pass His test!
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 10:24 PM UTC
"Family Love"