Sometimes fate gets so tired to favor us. Sometimes it's not enough to hope and to pray for something you're longing for. Sometimes it gives us the reason to hate everything when fate did not give us what we've been asking for so long. And in times like this, when the world seems to stop turning--- after the perennial question has been asked, and the bomb has been dropped, future seems to be blurred, unclear, dark, and unsure. The emptiness was so intense in making all of us cry not knowing where should we get a single reason to put smile back on our faces. The fear of going in the dark keeps us from holding back. Uncertainties keep on dwelling inside our minds. The strength we sew for so many years, of course with your help turned out to be eaten by monster of truth. The self confidence seemed not to reach the boiling point.--- And total sadness is so much willing to make the stage his own. From where do we get the courage of facing the unthinkable? When in fact, in that so dark destination, we're not sure if one's waiting, if one was there, if one will help us stand up the moment we fell? --- Just like what you always do, just like how you help us raise up every after fall. Just like how you praise us no matter how small and sometimes disappointing our works are. Just how you get mad in every mistake, and find reason how to throw away that madness and replaced them with stern yet sweet and overflowing words--- from a father, from you.
How could we ever ease the pain if we are already used to you--- your encouragements, support, your fatherly advices,your presence, just simply all about you, gives us the reason to feel better. You somehow spoiled us, in a good and qualitative way.For now it is only you who could make us be happy again. In you we found comfort and even how much we claim we're mature people, it's not easy to break up our comfort zone. ---You as the head of it. Sorry for the times we took you for granted, it is because you're so dear to us, and there are really times we took for granted the person who we love and look up to because we know that no matter how annoying we are, that person will not let us down--- who will stand still whatever it takes. But not now, not tomorrow. Sorry our captain. Sorry our boss. Sorry our coach. Sorry if we're making things quite hard for both sides. We tried the hardest and we wanted the most. We want you. Selfish as it is, but we really do. But how could we make it still be you? There's nothing we could do. Perhaps this feeling, this ache of heart will be gone just on the right time for us to gain all the confidence and courage again. You who never get tired of us. You who has been the coolest prof ever. You who proudly says we're not snob, we're just elite. You who protect us from people of different kind. You who patiently fed our minds. You who take the position of a father to some who lost theirs. We owe a lot from you. We will never be what we are now if it's not because of you. You might leave us now without the assurance of when to come back and if you'll be there when we finally ripped the fruits of our labor. But here is what we are sure of. Wherever you go, whatever we will be, you will never be forgotten, the legacy you left us will forever and always be kept in our minds and hearts and if fate permits when we'll be given the chance to meet again perhaps by surprise, with honor and pride, we will hug you tight and shout, "THANK YOU SIR!" Now, one thing for us to make things work, we shall not look back on the day you told us you're leaving. Instead we'll look back on the many days we had with you.--- So wonderful, so true.
Good Luck Sir, WE LOVE YOU!
