A father's prayer
A Life of Silent Strength: A Father’s Prayer I am not a drunkard. Not a spendthrift. No bad habits. I have lived with discipline, dignity, and honesty all my life. Then why, I ask, do sorrow and struggle follow me like a shadow? I was born with a physical disability — a burden I never chose, yet bore with courage. With God-given intelligence and practical wisdom, I navigated life’s harshest terrains. I became a self-made man. I worked hard, lived frugally, and stood tall despite my limp. But life had more trials in store. My beloved daughter — brilliant, kind, and full of promise — was struck down by bipolar disorder. A bright future faded into endless nights of suffering. She became a bank officer, only to abandon the job she earned through merit, crushed by work pressure and relentless depression. Marriage remained a distant dream. She shows no interest in the kitchen, in daily life, in the small things that make a home. Her mind, once a garden, is now a storm-ridden field....