The RM5.90 Black Frame.

i am more of a mommy's little girl. whenever i have any problem i always turn to my mom for a shoulder to cry on and her hugs. in fact whenever i am online i always look for my mama and my abah knows this too well that everytime i buzzes them in YM if my mom aren't nearby he will quickly say "kejap lagi mama datang."

trust me, my dad is not the best conversation partner in the world a daughter can ask for. and both of us, having different fields of interests, doesn't help the matter much. you see, when i was the teenagers obviously i was sucked into the gossip world of celebrities and silly little stuff that girls would normally worried and talked about, but my dad of course were into footballs. every morning, when he drove to me to school, he would stop by the newspaper uncle by the roadside to get his copy and the first thing he would do was to ask me to check the latest score of the current *whatever* league.

fastforward to today, he is still into football as much as he was back then. the difference is, i am into football as well nowadays. except i am more into the players instead of the game if you know what i mean.

but despite how bad he is some times when it comes to cooking up a conversation with me, he still offers me the best advices. he still offers me the best protection a father can offer his daughter. and best of all, he still stands there, no matter how many times i have disappointed him with my reckless and rebelious attitudes.

point is, he is still there, patiently looking out for me.

when i was still in school, father's day would normally be celebrated with me giving ordinary, meaningless gifts. stuff that schoolkids could afford to buy from the giftshops. when i think about it nowadays, obviously those things i gave him back then wouldn't be useful much for a working fully grown, adult man. once i bought for him this cheap looking mini black frame with heart shape cutting for you to put a picture. he used that rm5.90 black frame to put a picture the two of us hugging each other with my panda plush toy, taken sometime in 1992 when we were having a vacation in cameron highland.

and until this day, the frame is still sitting proudly in the living room of our home. still bearing the very same picture of us together.

today marks the fifth time i am celebrating father's day without my abah besides me due to geographical reason (obviously). i truly miss having him here by my side. sometimes when i call him from cairo, he will bring up the subject of how time is passing by and how he may not be around for long anymore, and give me the same advices i've been hearing again and again.

i thought about my friends whose fathers' are not here with them anymore and somehow i can't imagine myself without one. not now, and of course, not in the future.

some of them told me how they miss theirs so much and regretted what they had done in the past. a friend of mine keeps reminding me to cherish my parents as long as they're still breathing right here with me.

and maybe this is not the best Father's Day dedication out there for i am not the best writer our there, but today, i am writing this for you, to let you know that despite how awkward our conversations YM some times, despite how we rarely chatted with each others because we some times have no topics to talk about (and also because mama always hogs the notebook to play facebook ngahahaha okay joking mom, i am joking), and even though some times i love to annoy when you're driving by asking you the question of "are we there yet?" again and again every 30 minutes, only to get "tu tengok la kilometer tepi jalan tu sendiri" as the answer, i just want to let you know today that i really love you lots.

Happy Father's Day.