My Father's Father's Father

In lieu of FATHER'S DAY!!!
I don't know what has gotten into me, but just felt like writing it anyway.

My father's name is Kamir Bin Kayat.
Also known as Pak Kamir. hehex
He is a father of 5.
A Prison Officer, SSGT Kamir... woooohhh

I've always admire my Dad.
Eversince i was a toddler, i see my Dad as my Hero
DAD>HERO
He's been there for me.

He was my INSPIRATION.
He inspired me the first time i saw him in his Uniform.
I'm awed by his smart look.
Since then, i've had this ambition of becoming a Police Officer. And it still is.
(In a way, i'm so called carrying on the Police legacy in my family.)
I wanted to look as smart as him.
I wanted to be as disciplined as him.
I wanted to be as responsible as him.
I feel like becoming Him. Though excluding the gender, but to me, he is everything to me that is PERFECT. I want to be as PERFECT as Him.
He is so all-reliable man.
He cooks, he cleans, he sews, he does carpentery and the list goes on and on.
Sometimes i wonder, how was he brought up?

I could remember once when the four of us got Chicken-pox.
Dad, use to bathe us.
He would apply the lotions for us... Those were the memories.

And every night he would make sure that we were all asleep.
And we would always seat in between his kain while he's asleep on the sofa, it was like our very own playground slide.

Eventhough, he is always working different shifts now and then.
And we hardly spend time with him.
Furthermore, there was very rare opportunity that he could show that he cared for us, however deep in our hearts we knew it wasn't necessary for him to obviously show us that he cares.
That's because he show his care through inobvious ways.
The reason he goes to work everyday and never complaint.
The reason that he makes sure every one of us salam him whenever he goes to work.
The reason that he would make phone calls during his break and asked whether we've eaten yet.
The reason why, he always asked where we were going to.
The reason why, he always remind us not to stay out too long.
The reason why, he called everytime we were not back by 8.30pm.
The reason and the reason and the reason...

And every morning i would see him asleep on the sofa snoring... and thought to myself... Poor dad must have been very tired, from working night shifts. How could i ever repay?
Whenever we ask him this question, he would simply reply with "Belajar rajin-rajin, dapat kerja yang gaji besar dan jangan lupa diri."
Everytime, i hear this, i'm determined to do so. With that, i could shower him with love and more!!!

And he was the reason why i wanted to excel in my studies and NPCC.
As a daughter, i feel like it's a duty for the children to make their parents proud.
To witness their children, up on stage to receive an award is every parent's dream.
And to me as long as my father's name is announced after mine. I feel like i've done him proud.
It didn't matter to me that my name was announced but his name was, it makes a whole lot of difference. Nur Khairiah Bte Kamir.
In fact, i was irritated the first time i received my Npcc name tag and it didn't have his name plus, they spelt my name wrongly. Arrghh, so i had to make a new one with his name. I believe my brothers and sisters felt the same way too!
And everytime, i came back home with an award. I wanted to make sure that he acknowledged it. You may say, i bragged about it too!
I get very nervous if my academic results weren't good, expecting him to scold but he didn't. He just say, next time try to improve. And i was comfortable with that.

What more can i say? My dad was the first man i came to recognise. Most of all
I'M PROUD OF MY DAD!!!.
I've came to realise that i could probably write a book about him.
And for that, i want to wish my DAD, HAPPY PAPA DAY!!
Even millions of words can't explain my gratitude to him.

Some day, i'll find time to get photos of him.