Chronicles of a selfless father

I never told my children what my job was. I never wanted them to feel ashamed because of me. When my youngest daughter asked me what I did I used totell her hesitatantly that I was a labourer.

Before I went back home every day I used to take bath in public toilets so they did not get any hint of the work I was doing.

I wanted to send my daughter to school to educate them, I wanted them to stand in front of people with dignity. I never wanted anyone to look down on them like how everyone did to me. People always humiliated me so I invested every penny of my earnings for my daughter’s education.

I never bought a new shirt instead I used the money for buying books for them.
Respect, that was all I wanted them to earn for me. I was a cleaner.
Chronicles of a selfless father
The day before the last date of my daughter’s college admission. I could not Manage to get her admission fees. I could not work that day, I was sitting beside the rubbish, trying hard to hide the tears in my eyes. All my co-workers were looking at me but no one came to speak to me. I had failed and felt heartbroken. I had no idea how to face my daughter who would ask me about the admission fees once I got back home.


I was born poor and believed nothing good can happen to a poor person. After work all the cleaners came to me, sat beside me and asked if I considered them as brothers, before I could answer they handed me their one day’s income. When I tried to refuse they confronted me by saying “we will starve today if needed, but our daughter must go to college”. I couldn’t reply them. That day I didn’t take a shower, I went back home as a cleaner, my daughter was soon going to finish her University education.

Three of them do not let me go to work anymore, she has a part time job and three of them do tuition. But often she takes me to my work place, feed all my co-workers along with me. They laugh and ask her why she feeds them so often. My daughter tells them “all of you, starved for me that day, so I can become what I am today, pray for me that I can feed you all everyday.

Nowadays I don’t feel like a poor man, whoever has such children, how can he be poor. – IDRIS


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