Growing up, I had too many issues with his iron fist parenting. I am an Aries, stubborn and bold. He was a first time parent, determined to make things right in whatever he saw was wrong in this world. And his tool to do that was of course, by bringing up his firstborn the way he thought would be the best manner to achieve his goals.
Being the first daughter, I knew I had the most important key and that was the father-daughter bonding that only we would know (similar to mothers and sons) and that he melts when it comes to issues about me. That, however didn’t compromise the discipline and the authoritative parenting approach he imposed upon me. He gave me a tight slap when I flunked my first Maths test when I was 9 years old (barking the classic ‘jangan besar nanti jadi macam melayu lain duduk lepak bawah block’), denied me of the night outings with my friends, threatened to lock me out of the house in my young adult days when I insisted on going out till late at night and everything else.
But he was also my confidante and the person whom I ran to with every bit of trouble I face in this world. I knew he would be there, always.
For everything that you have done for me, bapak, Happy Father’s Day. I couldn’t ask for a better dad. Cliche as it may sound, you are the best!