Abah, I know you may read this, with all the time you have in your hand, this blog has made googable for you, right?

It was your birthday yesterday, when you thought I would forget and ignore the day you were born, I will not, I assure you.

Remember the day when we were on your bike, riding up and down the hills, while my arms enveloping your torso, and we chatted none except observing into the greens, in between the strands of sun ray that penetrated right through many leaves.

You have taught me uncountable lessons of life, where it leads to be what I am right now.

For that, I have no better present than uttering,

I Love Y0u, the man of my life.


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