A man of strength, resilience, he always kept going for the sake of his family. Son of a farmer, turned fauji.
Such boldness, the amount of confidence he had in for himself was just over the ocean.
Served in the Indian army, always made sure his kids got the best education, always sent money back home, even though he didn't got nothing back from his own family, they betrayed him.
He got married through arrange set up at 23, practically, he didn't have anyone, their is still no love between my parents, they mutually respect each other.
Stood up for what was right and cited against anything which was wrong, he did got a lot of hate for this among the relatives, but deep down everyone admired how strong fauji is.
Such clever decision making, awareness about life, including medical, law, banks. He always had an answer or atleast where to look for one.
In the lowest of situations, he was calm, never saw anxiety or uneasiness on his face, the true definition of a man.
Always respected my mom, helped her with the household chores.
He did what he thought was best for us, even sacrificing a lot of things he always wanted for himself. He listened to us, and always took a decision which was right for the family.
And here I am, despite getting a calm environment, a proper coaching, couldn't get a tier 1 college, I have anxiety issues, not that level of confidence he does, could have possibly done a lot of hard work, but no, couldn't hit the bar. I don't even look like him, my body is nowhere strong as him even at this age, a proper beard, and a buffed up body, he looks like a real sardar.
I just wish, in this life, I become 1% strong as him, before I loose him.