My Dad vs Me

In my iwenty three yeals of life, Ive been

made to do everything that fits the society

according to my dad. No matter what I ask

I would be given the best. If Iask a cycle, I

would be given a bike. This is so hard. I get

irritated seeing how my dad is living my life

indirectly .

In this huge city, the story of my struggles

can be seen in the mirrors of Flying

Machine showroom. These mirrors have

witnessed something which you guys

would soon witness in my life.

Whenever I go to get clothes, I'm always

accompanied by my dad even if I want him

or not. If l select a trending stylish shirt,

it's always rejected. In the end, I would be

given a shirt which is similar to the the one

this poker faced man wears and would be

forced to smile.

always supports me and encourages me to

follow my dreams. Though I'm one of the

richest in this city, 've been thought how to

use money knowing it's worth.

As a result, I decided to go against my dad's

wishes in one thing in my life. t's going

to be mymarriage. My dad who selects a

shirt taking a lot of time with lots of effort,

cannot possibly give me a bride soon. He's

probably gonna examine all the girls around

and select the best one just as they select

the best coffee seeds.

This will surely take him some time.

I'm gonna use this opportunity to get me a

girl who will love me as much as Ilove her.