... I feel so frustrated and helpless, everyday I see my father lying in the hospital bed...tears would roll down my cheeks. i regret not having spent more time with him. In the past, he would always return late at night, tired an drenched in sweat. Yet, i ignore him, only paying attention to my life, my needs. i had only bothered about myself...Just why? Why wasn't i more caring towards my father? i had already known that his body was weak, i could see it in his eyes, his determination and perseverance to carry on, because he knew he had to support the family...
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