Fathers’ Day, a special day dedicated for fathers. Celebrated every third Sunday of June (in most countries). And on this day, many fathers are very happy.

Well, I’m not. Supposedly it was all well. Left the office at 6:30 in the morning, went straight to the church (8:00am), went home at 11:00am. My wife had a small accident (she sprained her ankle while we are walking home from church). But it’s not a problem.

Evening, that’s when it all went bad. It made me realize an on-going problem I always tried to think it isn’t a problem at all. I have lost something. It is not a material thing, but my rights.

Bad thing is, nobody wants to listen.

Happy Fathers’ Day to all of you.