My Another Father

Never crossed in my mind that I would give him, my step dad, a present. I forgot that I’d been so self-centered and never cared about his feeling. I demanded so much and asked him to do something as if he were a stranger.

Here I write for you that how I love you and am so grateful that God has put you as our dad, my mum’s husband, our everything. You’ve sacrificed much for this family. I’ve known you for 6 years and we’ve been through many difficult times and misunderstood sometimes. I’m getting older, I take off all my anger and try to figure all these things out though it does take time and bring me to this thought ‘the more I understand that you’re really nice and a caring man’.

I’m really sorry for these past years, we were not really a family..I prayed for you so many terrible prayers, wished you to disappear from our life, begged so badly that Mum and Dad would stick together as a family like they were ( I found it hard just to pray and dream something that I did know it was just an ungood destiny if my parents did stick together again because they have owned their own lives that I now believe it’s really the best lives for them and for us after long long way). So thankful that those prayers did not come true so I’m not regretting this life much.

You passed the test as my other dad, and I’m treating you like I’m treating my dad. Thank you for everything that we’ve been spending for these 6 years, hope you really enjoy this family, yours. I wish time went back and we could start from beginning but sometimes a new life takes time and go through difficulty, end up laughing and understanding all blessings in disguise. YOU ARE LOVED, Om( I call him, Om)!