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MY FIRST LONG POEM TRY

A TRIBUTE TO FATHER

What a piece of work is this man?
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O Father! Thou always make a try,
Thou ne'er know to cry.
Thou work for thy family's incline,
Thou work for their hunger's decline.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou always make us wonder,
Thou ne'er earn by wander.
Thou bear family in thy Heart,
Thou bear their responsibility in thy shoulder.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou always be a stone,
Thou ne'er show emotions in tone.
Thou don't break not because thy heart is stone,
Thou don't break because thou be the uplifter of thy family.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou always was the second in priority,
Thou ne'er regret for making mom out first priority.
Thou don't speak even four words to us,
Thou yet speak about us to all except us.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou always love us,
Thou but ne'er has kissed us.
Thou know we hate thy words,
Thou as well know, when we fail all we need is thy hands.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou always never express difficulty to us,
Thou ne'er said what we eat and what we wear is all from thy money.
Thou be always true but never mention us,
Thou yet be there always as an uplifter for us.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou always be selfless,
Thou ne'er know to cry.
Thou always make a try,
Thou bear anything for our happiness.
What a piece of work is this man!

O Father! Thou was not given care,
Thou, for a plate of food, became a slave.
Thou, even after entering the second childhood phase,
Thou never cried.
What a piece of work is this man!

O son/daughter! Thou need to express anything?
Thou do it with no delay. Because,
All love their father,
Only when their dad is smiling, in photograph hung on the wall of their house.
Thou remember, thy father never know to cry.

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My first try as a long poem. Need your reviews.

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I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
I'd always be with them in their good n' hard times

I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
I'd always appreciate my daughter's works

I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
I'd always take care of my son when he gets sick

I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
If ever my daughter would step on to something wrong
I wouldn't criticised but rather give her my hand cause I trust my daughter

I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
If ever their Mom wouldn't present with them
I wouldn't feel them the absent of her or even the slightest one

I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
If the whole world come against to them
I would be their shield to protect them till my last breath

I'm not a father yet
Nor I know the little experience of it
But I promise one thing
I would give them the best lessons I could
And make them wise and smart
Cause when I die I want them to live life proudly and happily...
My soul would get peace I have done my job...

PS: your Grandpa was such a good Man my "future" babies❤😊

Date: 25th August/2018



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A Real Father
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If you have worth
No one can stop you

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Chakravarti Samarat Ashoka
Ashoka the Great
Title are given to Ashoka

You may know that he wasn't chose for succesor of his father
as he was not eldest son and(
according to rituals at that time eldest son is successor of his father)
Bindusara fell ill and wanted Sushim(his eldest son )to take over the throne. During that time, Sushim wanted to end the life of Ashoka as he felt his presence as a threat to his supremacy. In a tussle between them Ashoka killed Sushim and also some of his other brothers who did not support him. Bindusara wanted Susima to succeed him but Ashoka was supported by his father's ministers. ... The coronation of Ashoka only happened in 269 BCE,
(here I am not promoting violence but despite of king bindusara what his son sushim to became his successor his minister supported ashoka
why ??
Because he was worth of being next chakravarti samrat

Same story with twist
Maharana Pratap
A great historic figure from rajasthan
Do you his was not appointed as successor of his father inspite being eldest son of his father

why this happen

Jagmal Singh was named as the successor by his father Maharana Udai Singh when the latter was on his deathbed as Jagmal was the son of his favourite queen, Rani Dheerbai Bhattiyani despite the fact that the Maharana’s eldest son Pratap was the rightful heir for the throne of Mewar. Not only was Pratap the rightful heir, he was also the most capable successor to the Maharana as well which was recognised by the nobles of Mewar.

As Jagmal was being coronated after his father's demise, the nobles gently pulled him aside and told him


Again here why noble and minister of mewar supported Pratap because he was worth of became next Rana of mewar

both are great figure of Indian history

We just have to make ourself capable opprtunity will definitely going to find us

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Have you ever saw a patient fighting for life with death?
I have.
My father was diagnosed Cancer back in Feb 2016. I came to know about it, after his death. I always believed that my father in a way is too good person to harm someone, or to be harmed back. But cancer chooses people unbiasedly, actually death chooses people unbiasedly - You are never too old or never too young to die.
One of the thing my father always told me was, We all are here to die. He would tell me, "when its time for him to go, even if he will be healthy, he will have to go". My Father, Alhumdulil'lah was a believer. He believed in Allah. He believed in death. But, I did see him fighting to live, ofcourse not for himself, but for us. Oneday, When he was ill, I told him when will you get well, I am tired to see you on bed! He replied that, "Even if I get well, someday I still will have to die". But I know, he wanted to live for us. One of the audio clips we have, when he was on death bed, he says there, "this is so painful, and the only reason I don't want give up on life are my daughters"
When I look for myself today, I don't think it was just dad who died, but we all did ( my family and me). Cancer did not steal just dad from us, but also a major part of us. I see the unfilled cracks of his separation in my soul, that no richs, and pleasure can fill. I miss him, And sometimes, it feels like I have loss myself in that process. But we are believers, And, we have to believe in death. We have to accept this life, like all the pleasures of this world, are temporary. We don't get to choose death, death chooses us. Death is meant to be, sooner or later.
I miss dad, I miss him everytime I am breathing, Everytime I am writing. Missing him is constant. I miss the person, who bought light to my life by educating me. I remember, When I was very young, and when he will pray, I will pray with him. Repeat everything that he says. My father build in me, a person - Kind enough to help anyone unbiasedly, anytime and strong enough to refuse pleasures at the stake of self respect.
One of the most beautiful thing, My father did for me is teaching me the etiquettes of Islam. He never prioritised this life, over the world hereafter, and I am glad he taught us all same.
I remember, how he used to stand for prayers even when he was too ill.
I remember our last eid, and, all he said was to recite a Naat sharief for him. I remember, how he touched my freshly pierced ears for the first and last time. I remember, how badly he wanted to see me as an engineer, and how proud he was of all his daughters.
Sometimes, I do feel I have not been a good daughter, never good enough. But I know, No matter where I am, what I do, How messed up, How cracked, How ashamed, If it's my father he will embrace me in his arms.!
I miss you dad, Always!!

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