Love comes in many forms. Each form gives someone hope to live by each day, valuing the affection as much as you value the person who gives it unconditionally.
A story of a father named Kawsar Hossain, whose only wish is to give a better life for his children, was featured in one of GMB Akash Facebook posts that gained praises from netizens for his sacrifices.
He has so much love that he would fight the pain of today, full of struggles and hardships so he could be able to continuously feel the warmth of their embrace, the smile on their lips, and the respect they give — which he often doesn’t get from others.
Kawsar Hossain, despite going through extreme poverty, manages to secure a good life for his family. Not in the sense that he gets them expensive and luxurious earthly possessions, but the riches of wisdom and lessons that he makes sure to impart to them everyday.
For two years he had saved a part from his earned money from begging to buy his daughter a dress from a shop. However, before he was able to take a hold of the dress, he suffered insults from the shopkeeper who yelled at him asking if he was a beggar.
Feeling the same pain as his father’s — his face with the look of rejection, Sumaiiya, Hossain’s daughter held his hand, cried to leave the shop; saying she doesn’t want any dress.
But it didn’t hinder Hossain from buying the yellow dress that he surely knows would make his daughter jump in so much joy.
The smile on Sumaiiya’s face radiated as she wears the yellow dress her father had bought for her. It may seem ordinary for other people, but for them — it was extraordinary for it was one of the symbols of love and sacrifice of a father for his daughter.
“But today is different. Because today my daughter is very happy. Today this father is not a beggar. Today this father is a king and here is his princess.”
Wanting to save the memory of his child getting very happy because of the dress, Hossain borrowed his neighbor’s phone so he could take a picture of her in the park where they went for a walk and spent his day off from begging.
Since Hossain met an accident 10 years ago, leaving him one arm less, he has been supporting his family by begging on the streets.
He would feel ashamed when his daughter see him extend his one hand to beg at a distance where he would ask her to sit down and wait while he watches her.
Sumaiyya wouldn’t leave him, afraid he might again meet an accident on the streets.
“Whenever I managed to get some money I return to home by holding my daughter’s hand. We do bazaar on our way and my daughter always carry that bag. During rain we love to get wet and talk about our dreams.”
“There were also days they return home without a single cent. “On those days I feel like to die but at night when my children fall in sleep by holding me I feel being alive is not a bad thing.”
Here’s the full text of Kawsar Hossain’s heartfelt story of his life:
Yesterday, I was able to buy a new dress for my daughter after two years. While I handed sixty pieces of five taka note to the seller, he yelled at me by asking if I am a beggar. My daughter held my hand and cried to leave the shop by saying that she did not want to buy any dress. I wept off her tears with one hand. Yes, I am a beggar. Ten years ago I had never thought in my nightmares that I have to live by begging from people. The night coach fell from the bridge and unbelievably I was alive. I was alive by becoming a disable. My youngest son often ask me where had I left my other hand. And my daughter Sumaiya feed me every day by saying she knows how difficult it is to do all work with one hand.
After two years my daughter is wearing a new dress, that’s why today I brought her with me to play for some time. May be I will not be able to earn anything today, but I wanted to roam around with my little girl. I secretly borrowed this mobile phone from my neighbor without informing my wife. My daughter has no picture and I want to make this day memorable for her. When one day I will have a phone I will take a lot of pictures of my children. I want to keep good memories. It’s very difficult to send my children to school, but I am educating them all. Sometimes they cannot attend exam because giving exam fees is not always possible by me. On those days they feel very sad then I tell them, sometimes we can miss exams because the biggest exam is life which we are giving every day.
Now I will go for begging. I will place my daughter in a signal where she will wait for me. I will look at her from distant while begging. I feel shame while she looks at me when I lend my one hand to others. But she never leaves me alone. Because there are big cars, she thinks accident can happen again, these cars could run on me and I would die. Whenever I managed to get some money I return to home by holding my daughter’s hand. We do bazaar on our way and my daughter always carry that bag. During rain we love to get wet and talk about our dreams. In someday I do not get any money, on those days we return to home silently. On those days I feel like to die but at night when my children fall in sleep by holding me I feel being alive is not a bad thing. Only bad is when my daughter waits for me in the signal by keeping her head down. When I cannot look at her eye while begging. But today is different. Because today my daughter is very happy. Today this father is not a beggar. Today this father is a king and here is his princess.
– MD. Kawsar Hossain
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