Memories of Abah

My late father in his youth

(Photo taken by Munirah at my mother's house)

13 August 2009 marks the 19th year of Abah's passing.

I can't find the right words to describe him in his lifetime, his passion for education, his last words before he slipped into a coma, the father than he was to all of us, the grandfather that he was to my nephews and nieces.

It is just that from time to time I remember him and both my mother and his policies in raising me to be what I am today.

Today he feels so near and yet so distant.

Looking at his photo, I am transported back to my childhood and I am that little girl again.

I am sad that he is not here to see me now and my kids. He never knew that boy Pipi would be his son-in-law.

Al-Fatihah.