He worked as a cleaner but never told his daughters what his job was. The reason why he hid his job from his daughters was his ''unconditional'' love for them.
Idris – the poor man in question - made several sacrifices and faced many hardship because he wanted his daughters to 'live with dignity'.
The inspiring tale of Idris, which has now become a rage on the Internet, has touched a chord with thousands of nettizens ever since it was first posted by a multimedia journalist GMB Akash on his Facebook page, according to NDTV.
In the post, Idris reveals how he used to conceal from his daughters the fact that he did menial job of cleaning.
Whenever confronted by his daughters, he used to tell them that he was labourer. Not only this, to make them believe what he said, Idris used to bath in public toilet before going home in the evening.
Days after days, months after months, he made attempts to hide the truth from his daughters, and saved every single penny he could towards their education.
I wanted them to stand with dignity in front of people. I never wanted anyone to look down at them like everyone looked down at me. People always humiliated me," he was quoted as saying in the Facebook post.
However, one day he allowed his daughters to know what was a closely-guarded secret - his real job.
Idris further explains how he cursed himself after badly failing to arrange money for his daughter's admission into the college. It was then that his co-workers approached him and handed him their one-day income.
And, when he refused to take their money, they said, ''We will starve today if needed but our daughter has to go to college,'' Idris recalls in the post.
"That day I didn't take shower. That day I went home like a cleaner," he adds in the post.
Incredibly, his hard work paid off. His daughter will hopefully pass out from the university soon. She and her other sisters have also taken up part time jobs so that their father doesn't need to work anymore.
While Idris made several sacrifices, his elder daughter too didn't forget to repay his father's friends who had come to their rescue when they needed most.
In the post, Idris explains how she often takes him to his work place and offers food to his co-workers.
Idris concludes by saying, "Now-a-days I don't feel I am a poor man. Whoever has such children, how can he be poor," he adds.
Here's is exactly what the journalist wrote in his Facebook post.
I never told my children what my job was. I never wanted them to feel ashamed because of me. When my youngest daughter asked me what I did, I used to tell her hesitantly that I was a labourer. Before I went back home every day, I used to take bath in public toilets so they did not get any hint of the work I was doing. I wanted to send my daughters to school, to educate them. I wanted them to stand in front of people with dignity. I never wanted anyone to look down upon them like how everyone did to me. People always humiliated me. I invested every penny of my earnings for my daughters’ education. I never bought a new shirt, instead used the money for buying books for them. Respect, which is all I wanted them to earn for me. I was a cleaner. The day before the last date of my daughter’s college admission, I could not manage to get her admission fees. I could not work that day. I was sitting beside the rubbish, trying hard to hide my tears. All my coworkers were looking at me but no one came to speak to me. I had failed and felt heartbroken. I had no idea how to face my daughter who would ask me about the admission fees once I got back home. I am born poor. I believed nothing good can happen to a poor person. After work all the cleaners came to me, sat beside and asked if I considered them as brothers. Before I could answer, they handed me their one day's income. When I tried to refuse everyone; they confronted by saying, ‘We will starve today if needed but our daughter has to go to college.’ I couldn't reply them. That day I did not take a shower, I went back to my house like a cleaner. My daughter is going to finish her University very soon. Three of them do not let me go to work anymore. She has a part time job and three of them do tuition. But often she takes me to my working place. Feed all my coworkers along with me. They laugh and ask her why she feeds them so often. My daughter told them, ‘All of you starved for me that day so I can become what I am today, pray for me that I can feed you all, every day.' Now a days I don't feel like I am a poor man. Whoever has such children, how can he be poor! - Idris
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