..pakmat with first daughter, 38 years ago..
..my eldest daughter from my first marriage is 38 years old..married to an army man, she quit her job recently to be with her husband who will be transferred to KL after a promotion..she is quick-witted, forthright and direct..not one to mince words, she has a certain ability to play with them, as her constant updating of her status on facebook reveals... she would rather called a spade, a spade, without the dressing..most of her siblings agreed that she took after me..but they all accepted her for what she is..whose words may be laser, but the heart is always in its proper place..
..sometimes she took a dig at me..(no reasons why a father should be spared)...like the time I asked her to get a good number for the Avanza that she decided to sell me..it has been with her for five years..her move to KL prompted her to change to a smaller car..having only a son, she does not need too much space..but she wants to retain her old registration nomber..
'Old car with new number plates,' she said..'I'll try to get DBP 7513,' she continued, giving me a meaningful look..I gave her a quizzical frown in return..not getting it...what's so special about DBP 7513?..
..'Alaa..papa..' she looked at me direct in the eye..'seven, five and one are the children you had from each mother...and three is for the number of wives'... and DBP? Dari Banyak Perkahwinan..
..yes, I was stumped..her quicksilver mind is faster than mine..and only later, on the way home, did I laughed..a guffaw that started slowly..but died before it could reached a crescendo..hmm..this daughter of mine..but I love you, anyways...