Everyday he used to teach me a new theory about life. I always listened but never tried to apply them. I thought they weren't meant for me. Today I realize that I was being too budge to move even an inch according to his teachings. But it is too late I guess, for now I nimble in the race of life and there is no one to teach me how to keep balance. And each time I fall down, I thank God that I at least listened to him and can do my best to apply his theories. Father is father after all.
Wednesday, 2 June 2010
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10 After Thoughts:
lots of truth here.
Fathers know best!
Motivational speaking is a hogwash
Thanks are appropriate - even though he's only doing his job...
Dad knows how to be Dad! Interesting little piece of writing!
I have started to love your blog... all the posts are so different and yet weaved in so many similarities...
Another great post! (:
just beautiful write..
Too butch to budge, perhaps. But I guess Father knows best!
thanks a lot everyone
excellent approach to the 3ww... wisdom is a wonderful gift...
@ one more believer: thank a lot mate.
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