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Dad

As I recall, all my life I wanted to be like him. I want to be smart as him when I reach his age later. I ask him millions of questions, mostly on Communication, Economics or Politics stuffs cause simply we took the same major and we have the same interests. I questioned things about our religion, I even asked him the presence of God. I tried to read the books that he reads, watching what he watched, doing all what he did. 

He might be a little tough. Our skin ship game is always at the lowest level. He never hugged me and so do I. He didn't showered his love to me and my other siblings with words like 'I love you' or 'I miss you' or with hugs or kisses, but instead of that he will send me text every night, asking:

'Have you eaten?'
'Did you arrived safely?' 
'Where are you? It's late'. .

You know that feeling, when your dad waiting for you in the living room when you came home at 1 am? And instead of yelling or angry at you, he just told you to sleep because you might catch a cold?

He's got a full side of endless loving creature. His heart, man, I could wish to have his heart forever. People always said to me that I have the kindest human being as my father. He always helps people. He is the clown of our family. He has a good sense of humor. He taught me the art of patience and being a responsible kid. His spirit are no joke. Up until now, he always reads books and didn't stop learning. He is still the most determined person I've ever seen.

He told me "If you fall, you can get up" instead of "Watch your step so you won't fall". He let me to be failed at some things just because he wants me to understand the meaning of struggling and fighting for what you want and it's for your own sake, because in the end, the only thing that could save you is yourself. And that, makes me who I am today. I have grown to be a person on my own. But; his character and principles streamed down through my blood and bones, and had flown into my mind.

All in all, shoutout to the man who taught me life.

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