Abah

I remember calling my father on his 47th birthday in 2002. I wished him Happy Birthday. I remember him saying ' Abah dah tua, Kak Long...' in a very sad tone, which was very uncharacteristic of him. A year later he was diagnose with cancer. And then began a painful journey of illnesses after illnesses, that claimed his body, his mind and eventually his life.

I want to remember all the good happy memories with him. There were so many of those. But somehow this is the memory that keep popping in my head today.

There are so many things I wish I could've done, things I wished I could've said.

I miss him so much...

I would give anything to have him back..

But I pray and trust that the Almighty is looking after my dear father in the afterlife.

He would've been 56 today...

Happy Birthday Abah...