You Are the Best Father

You never wore a cape, but you carried my world.

With calloused hands and tired eyes,

You built dreams from dust and kept your promises whole,

Even when life tried to split them apart.

You rose before the sun just to give us warmth.

Not the kind from lightbulbs or heaters—

But from presence. From patience.

From silent sacrifices you'd never name out loud.

You weren’t the loudest in the room,

But your love always thundered through the cracks.

In the lunchbox notes I found too late,

In the fixed bike chains, in my first car’s full tank.

I saw you tired, once. Maybe more.

But you still smiled when I needed joy.

You gave even when your own cup

Was nearly empty.

When the world felt too big for my shoulders,

You stood beside me—never in front.

You let me fall, but only far enough

To learn how to rise again.

You didn’t always know the answers.

But somehow, your silence said enough.

You taught me more through showing up

Than any words could teach me.

I carry pieces of you now—

In how I hold doors, say “thank you,”

In how I listen, forgive, and try again.

You are not just my father—

You are my compass, my foundation,

The quiet hero of my every day.

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Thank you for reading...

Regards: Fazal Hadi