The person feels proud on every moment of my success.

I was quite reserved with my Dad from childhood. I remember, when I was sick from typhoid, I could not taste food. My dad searched for the cookie I like from the market. He brings all the foods I like. He did not listen to my mom as my mom did not want to give me food from outside when I am sick. 

My dad was a government officer. You have some idea of the lifestyle of a government officer in Bangladesh and in Myanmar too. With very conservative income, my Dad had to manage our education expenses. My dad tried to afford good tuition for me and my sister doing hard work beside government jobs - like writing speeches for government programs, giving lectures to different private training institutes. 

My dad had a dream to see me doing government respected jobs. But I was a very moderate student from childhood and did not want to study hard for any competitive exams. Until I get into Graduation, I did not find myself interested in study. My dad always had an emptiness because of my down performance in academic results. 

In our country, very limited students get chances to public universities and I could not get a chance to Public university (University of Dhaka). So, I had to get into Private University (below ranked in our country perspective, though higher rank in global standard so some criteria). My dad did not know how he could finance for me to do graduation from private university. I remember that time My dad understood I could not make him smile with my study or career. 

But things changed from day one of my university. For the first time, I do not know why, I started to enjoy studying. My first faculty Mr. Kamrul Hassan was the key influencer just like Antibiotic medicine. He made an ordinary Arafat to a better dream seeker. Because of having some foreign friends on facebook (2008, very few people started to have engagement in social media). I was too bad in english just in 2007. My teacher inspired me that I can get scholarships if I study hard in english as I have to study the rest of all subjects in english. My mom saw me for the first time study hard so much from the day 1 of university. My University per trimester fee was almost $450 which was expensive for us. I got a 100% scholarship continuously 3 trimester and my dad didn't need to pay any single money in year 1. He was surprised. For the first time he was talking with his colleagues, "I do not need to pay tuition for Arafat. He managed a full scholarship studying hard." I did not know that one. I knew it when my father had a stroke in 2017 (after 5 years from my graduation), one of my fathers close colleagues shared with me that my Dad felt proud of me in the whole graduation because that friend had a very hard time to pay for his son to do graduation in a private university. When I heard it from my fathers' friend, I could not stop my tears because that time my father was lying on a hospital bed and very sick. He never tells me that he also feel proud at one part of my student life. 

In 2017, I was very upset with my job having no promotion and no salary increase. My dad was very sad too. I see many of my friends doing a much better job who once told me good words because of my better academic result in university. I thought that maybe I was doing good in graduation with the motivation of scholarship. I lost my self confidence that time. Suddenly my company CEO offered me this job in Myanmar to manage a project. I thought it was a visit and some work required to do there. I went there just with excitement to work abroad for a few days. When I reached Myanmar, I was shocked to see I was going to be Financial Control Manager to manage Euro 3 Million. I did not realize that I could get trust of my CEO to that level. I was report to CFO of Myanma Awba, the largest Agriculture Input Supplier and Distributor in Myanmar. Good Salary, handsome job. With lots of ups and downs, it was my most respectful time and for my father's most proud moment of life telling friends where I work. 

My dad passed away in 2018 just 1 year later I moved to Myanmar. It was very uncertain because he was a very strong person in his life. But his depression being retired but having no work (my dad can not accept himself sitting home). Because of technological changes, and the job nature changes, he could not manage himself with some job offers that he got after retirement. I think his depression and 1/2 mild stroke was responsible for his sudden heart attack. I face many things too early in my life. My dad could not see my family. I do not know how it feels for a father to see the children's family. Surely a very pleasant feeling for them. 

May Allah keep my dad's departed soul in peace.