"Man, Daddy baru lepas solat Maghrib with mom. Daddy just finished reading your sms. Do not worry so much on yday's exam. No matter how difficult d exam, daddy is v proud of ur determination & dedication in ur study 2 prep 4 ur exam. InsyaAllah, Allah SWT lagi bijaksana, pengasih & penyayang kepada umat2nya yg sentiasa berdoa kpd NYA. Take it as a challenge 4 u 2 continue 2 study. Daddy always hv fullest confidence in you. Kami disini sentiasa berdoa untuk kejayaan maman di sana. Just continue to study and prep for next paper."
I teared after reading this text message from my Dad. I must be that pathetic until he had to send this text message to his son. It hurts when I try so hard to make my parents proud but its never enough. It'll never be enough. How long do I have to push my way through? How far do I have to drag myself? When it'll be my turn to do something for myself for a change? Something that I want. Something that I desire. Something that I need. Something that I hunger for.
|Winter 2010 London, United Kingdom.|
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