The more I receive, the more I try to be grateful.
What can I say about mother?
Honestly speaking, no matter how much I write here or say it verbally will ever be equivalent to what mine or even your mother has done for us.
Like a cloud high above, you protect us
From the heat and harshness of life
Even a little shower of love
Makes you so special and gentle
As I’m typing this using my hands, which are in their late 30’s now, I’m wondering about young hands of Uzair.
There was a time when Uzair’s hands were so tiny, only good for grasping his parents fingers. Continue reading “A Photo A Week Challenge – Hands”
It’s almost mid of December 2016 and a new year will open up its gates soon. Life is going so fast, isn’t it?
It feels like you did something just few moments ago but in reality, it wasn’t just few moments. I feel the same whenever I look at the old photos of Uzair (my son). He is three and half years old now but those pictures in which he is just a little baby, reminds me how quick time is flying. Continue reading “The First Pages”
Is there a difference between a 5-year old kid, who is just about to get enrolled in a school, and a plant which has just burst open the ground to grow high?
I believe there is no difference. Both are young and they have so much to explore in a new world, whether by opening their eyes or branching out with stems.
No more fun and games!
Well, okay just a little amount certainly won’t hurt anyone but time is now here to focus more on study and learning new things.
No matter how old we get, all of us transforms into a litter toddlers as soon as we sit next to our mothers.