I am a boy of twenty five years old. I received a big gift from god. That is my father. His name is S.Jesuthasan. He is sixty one years old. But he passed away. I can’t forget my father. Because he is a very interesting person and my best friend. He is very loving. My father is my real hero and my leader. He is my power and my strength. He is every thing for me.
But on 7th June 2014 my life changed when he got very sick and passed away. My father is The Big Gift to me from God. When I was in Colombo my father was admitted to Vavuniya hospital. So I came from Colombo to see my father. But doctors said he died. I could not believe the doctors’ words. I cried that time. Because my is my power. I dedicate this essay to my lovely father. Thank you so much god, because god has given A Big Gift to me.