Selamat Hari Ayah 2020

Dulu masa di Ireland, sebelum graduasi saya pada 22 Jun 2004, saya bawa Mak Ayah saya jumpa dengan semua kawan-kawan Irish saya dan pensyarah saya. Termasuk Dekan saya.

Saya sangat bangga dengan Mak Ayah saya, walaupun mereka tidak belajar tinggi, Mak sekolah rendah sahaja, Ayah sampai GCE (setaraf SPM) kemudian masuk Tentera Udara, Mak Ayah sentiasa menekankan bab pendidikan pada anak-anak.

Alhamdulillah saya dapat bawa Mak Ayah jalan-jalan ke London dan Paris sebelum graduasi, walaupun Mak saya dulu menoreh getah dan Ayah saya pernah kerja Pengawal Keselamatan kedai emas selepas bersara tentera.

Alhamdulillah orang kampung, dapat jalan-jalan makan croissant di Paris dan minum kopi di tepi River Thames.

Saya sangat bangga dengan Mak Ayah saya.

Tapi paling saya bangga adalah apabila kawan-kawan Irish saya kata muka saya sama dengan muka Ayah.

Cuma mereka kata saya tak ada misai kahkahkah. Boleh tahan kurang asam Irish punya lawak.

Sekarang hero saya ini sudah 76 tahun.

Alhamdulillah selain masalah mata, Ayah masih sihat.

Wajah pun dah berubah. Dulu muka Ayah besar, saya kecil.

Sekarang Ayah dah kurus, saya pula dah membesar dengan jayanya.

Semoga Allah memberi peluang kepada saya dan keluarga berbakti kepada Mak dan Ayah hingga akhir hayat mereka, dan kita semua bersama semula di syurga kelak in shaa Allah.

Sayang Ayah.

Selamat Hari Ayah, 2020...

Love you endless...

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#FathersDay2020

Why did my father always cry when I give him good news?

Back in 2004, when I called my father to tell him I passed my exams in my Medical school, he cried tears of joy. He had just finished praying Fajr at that time due to the time difference of Ireland and Malaysia.

Back in 2012, when I passed my Masters in Ophthalmology exams, after my Zuhr prayers, I called my father, and he cried because he was so happy.

Today, as he just returned from Friday prayers, I called him to tell him that my daughter will receive an award tomorrow in school, Alhamdulillah, and we both cried.

Today I understood why he always cry when I give him good news.

Today I finally understood what those tears meant.

Today I felt what he must have felt all those years.

Alhamdulillah Ya Allah, You are Verily Too Kind, The Most Merciful.

Subhanallah.
Allahu Akbar.

Haza min Fadhli Rabbi..

Thank you Allah

Ps- that's a photo of my father 13 years ago, holding my girl, who was wearing my gown that was made by my mother for me, when I was small. ❤️