Father and son, growth, responsibility and the place called home

Jeffry 2021-12-14 08:01:14

Father and son, growth, responsibility and the place to call home
in mind, "My father, my son,"
this world in so-called past life lover father daughter says that originated from an ancient Greek myth, the vicissitudes of life over generations, eventually evolve toward all The current version. By the way, in this magical land of the East, the saying that no hatred cannot be a father and son has never stopped. In fact, the relationship between father and son should not be divided by geographical differences. In any country, the son is not deeply involved in the world and cannot truly appreciate the father’s way of life, and cannot understand the hardships and difficulties of being a father, combined with the so-called rebellious personality. With various manifestations, it is inevitable that there will be ossification of the father-son relationship, and even the lack of contact between old and dead often occurs.
Sadik and Huseyin are such a father and son. The farmer Huseyin is stubborn, stingy, and conservative. He sends his son to study farming, so that he can be a man, and live a comfortable, leisurely and prosperous life. Sadik is stubborn and rebellious. Passionate, with a youthful mind, thinking about choosing life alone, discarding the route set by his father like shit, and resolutely ran away from home to choose the course of his own life (by the way, accidentally) I went to the anti-government group, unfortunately the revolution failed), got married, and then on the eve of the revolution’s failure, the accidental wife gave birth prematurely, lost his wife, got a child, went to prison, released, got a job in the newspaper by charity, and was originally living. Although it was hard, he was barely able to survive, but the harsh environment during his imprisonment (similar to the celestial dynasty) made Sadik lose his so-called family relationship as a father and saw his son grow up slowly.
When faced with great hardship, where do we first think of it?
Home, there is only the place called home.
Sadik took demiz back to his hometown after a long time.

You don't know the real reason why I went home. Yes, there is no reason to go home, just come back. But the real reason I came back is to give Deniz a home, a place where he can grow up healthily.
Now that you know how it feels to raise a son, are you unable to do what you want?
Yes, it is hard, but do you know how it feels to not be able to raise a son? Life will continue, but I can’t continue. My son will grow up slowly, but I can’t see that there is a burning feeling in my heart of unfinished things behind me. Can you feel it?
Then fell down.

What would happen if you were asked to choose again?
I don't know what
I will take away from here, where I will bring back everything.

Under the words, it became clear. As a father, he cannot give his son a role model, he cannot appreciate the joy of his son’s growth, and he cannot guide him when he is confused; as a son, he cannot return to his father when he needs him, and he cannot survive his old age. How can it be worthwhile to do the best of people?

And why are we not so? When they were young, they were rebellious and stubborn, always looking at their accumulated experience, warnings and teachings with a pair of contempt. When they grew up, they found that the original thinking in adolescence had no meaning other than making detours. It is futile to regret too much, but now when you can appreciate the loneliness of your parents, where do you drift alone?
However, no matter where you go, there is always hope from which place is called home.
There is no feeling in this world that is more sincere, noble, immortal, and warm than this kind of blood-dissolved flesh and blood relationship.

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My Father and My Son quotes

  • Sadik: Give him a room, a place to stay dad; he has nowhere to go!

  • Sadik: Did you forgive me?

    Sadik's Girlfriend: Of course I did Sadik, why wouldn't one forgive?