he is..

• .. the one who always brought me some snacks, be it a simple loaf of bread or a tin box of van houten chocolate, when he came to visit..

• .. the one who made me a candy-look-alike from a castor seed and a piece of wrapping paper..

• .. the one who took me walking through that vast field of yellowy grass and then got me a stag beetle..

• ..a man who struggles hard for his family..

• .. a man who, without hesitation, ran off to the emergency unit carrying a little girl whose hand was injured, only in singlet and shorts..

• .. a funny man, sometimes in a very unique way..

• .. a sometimes overprotective one, doing so out of love..

• .. the father i’m proud of.

Happy Birthday Daddy…

i love you, always.