#dedicatedtomyfather

He is a real gentleman who’s ready to stand

And endure the pain as long as he can.

Even if his heart had been longing to feel

The warmth that could never made him kneel.

 He is no soldier but is very brave,

To enter the Afghan’s risky cave.

Yet he was destined to be with us,

Going back home is a must.

 Then with us, he decided to bake,

For him it wasn’t the time to take a break.

When I woke up in the middle of the dawn,

It was just time for the bread to be done 

With his left hand full of flour, on the other side,

His right hand was on wheels to drive.

To take the passengers in their destinations,

Rain or shine without any hesitations.

 He never complained for being awake

Day and night just for our sake.

He answers calls from the unknowns,

With his mouth telling him not to moan.

 There, he troubleshoot internet problems

Help connect androids to their modems.

But those callers never know that my father who teach,

Has no smart phones or gadgets to practiced.

 He is good at any subjects

He has answers in any aspects.

After all the things he made,

I realized, he is the Jack of all Trades.

Post number 500! – Shanaaz from Cape Town

To celebrate Humans 500th post we are going back in time. Below find Humans very first post, posted on the 21st June 2014.

500 to me, has been the easiest, hardest thing I have ever done. I have met incredibly interesting people along the way, all to whom I am grateful to for sharing their stories/ work with Humans. Some stories have been easier to tell than others. Some made me laugh, many have…