Remember him...

Suddenly I remember my blog, it’s been ages since the last entry. Between May until now, so many things happen, mostly sad event towards the year end. My last entry about my father- how I am imagining his feeling with the events going on in this beloved country, Malaysia.

Time passed by. My beloved father passed away on November 2012 after suffering from bacterial infection. He’s already in not-so-good condition with his asthma. But still losing him the hardest part of my life especially when the last time we celebrated Hari Raya Aidil Adha, he’s happy surrounded by family-his children, grandchildren, his great-grandchildren.

How I am going to remember him? I will put it in my word, he is my FATHER! Fullstop. For me, people or society or religiously do not simply granted you with the title “father” if you've not been able to be one. My father is simply a father.

Actually, I will remember in so many ways. So many memories until his last breath and I will remember him until my last breath too. Time passing by, it’s now almost three months we’re living without him. As a single person, I couldn't make myself busy for not thinking he’s not around. My works don’t really make myself forgetting about him for a while. Sometimes I've too much time to think over and over again. Peace of mind is not what I get.

I just can’t imagine what have been through in my sister's mind the day my father passed away. They have been by his side since the day he intends to stay put in Sungai Petani, Kedah. His refusal to go back to his home in Perak always wonders us. But we know it was the best decision for him to stay near to his children. We-my brothers and sisters will be able to take care of him. I guess that’s the best time of their life. I was staying too far to take care of him regularly. But once a while, going back to see him was my proudest moment. I never tell anyone about it.

My brothers and sisters do rotation to look after him. They fight over him, they quarrel over him, they cry over him, they laugh over him but at the end they found happiness with him.

How I am going to remember him? I found so many ways to live up to his memory. We all found the best way to remember him. We talked about him most of the time. We send him prayers every single minute of our lives. We will always remember him simply because he is our father!

AL-FATIHAH… Amin