Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Friday, 7 July 2017

Photo Tour of '60 Reasons' Journal For Mama

Good morning and happy Friday everyone! Sorry for being away from the blog for a month. My domain company was driving me totally insane and office did occupy me more than usual. On 22nd June, Mama and Waliya (my youngest sister) both had their birthdays. Nataliya (my elder sister) and I never really made so much effort for their Birthdays as we did this year. The reason was that both of them had their milestone birthdays and we really wanted to make Mama feel as special as possible (Sorry Waliya! :p). 

I wrote a blog for both of them on their birthday. The link for the posts is here in case you missed out on them. Basically I used the same text to make this journal for Mama. I just added some cartoons and doodles on it. In this post, I will give you a photo tour of this journal. Let me know if you like it. 

Friday, 23 June 2017

60 Reasons I Love You Mama!

Mama it is your momentous birthday today and I wanted to take this opportunity to express how much you mean to us. You always had a special place in my heart but after losing papa in 2012, I realized how utterly irreplaceable and precious you are. Every minute spent with you is priceless. We want to let you know today that you are the reason our world is so bright and cheerful. You taught us how to be strong and Thank Allah even in the worst of times. We may not say this as much as we should, but as years pass by, we realize you were right, even when we thought you were wrong. Whatever you did in life was mostly because of us. You adapted your whole life for us. We owe more than words can express to you: respect, love, gratitude, time and so much more.

1. You are by far the bravest woman we have seen. You were so daring when the whole world was against us right after papa’s passing. When our security guard wanted to go on a leave, you said you may go but leave your gun with me in case someone barges in. 

2. You are the most beautiful, ‘man of our house’. 

Thursday, 15 June 2017

Happy Birthday Waliya!

My little Bheni and Manie! Today is your birthday and I thought it’s the perfect time to let you know that I love you from the bottom of my heart and:

· How lucky I am to be blessed with a sweetheart sister like you
· How proud I am of your maturity and your entrepreneurship skills
· How I love your fun-loving attitude towards life
· How I love your generosity
· How I admire your make up and clothing sense

Tuesday, 27 May 2014

Happy Birthday Papa!


Papa meray Jan, I sit here with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat, as I am still struck by the events of the last three months. Three months ago we didn’t even know about your headaches as even you didn’t realize it’s anything serious. We knew you were sleeping more than usual, but we really thought you were enjoying your retired life as you well deserved it. We could never have imagined a bit of headache and sleepiness could take away your life. Our lives have suddenly changed tremendously; nothing will ever be the same again. But Inshallah you are in a much happier place now. You left behind all my birthday gifts that I bought for you, you only had time to use very few of them. I’m writing to you just to let you know that on your 59th birthday I am missing you terribly.

Two Years to those Two Words

Sharing a piece I wrote on the 17th of January 2014. I do normally like to stick to positive posts but unfortunately tragedies are part of life. We cannot pretend that we have it all made and our lives are perfect because no matter how badly we wish that was true, it is not the case for most of us. It is sometimes important to share or write about your feelings which is part of the healing process; a process which never truly gets completed in case you are hit by a major catastrophe such as losing a parent. This is indeed one of the greatest losses in this world. And no matter how much one tries to move on in life, one never really gets over it.  

Today it has been exactly two years. Two years to the worst day of my life. To the day his hand was in mine and I witnessed his life line turn straight. My memory in general is pathetic but the tape of that moment has replayed itself thousands of times.... I can't walk out of it. It was destined.  I desperately gazed into the doctors eyes. He avoided all eye contact and spoke just two words "I'm Sorry" . What? Is that it? It was so easy for him to utter those two words and just walk out. We were shattered. We were broken. There was no earth beneath our feet. 'No this couldn't be happening! This isn't real! How can this be happening!' was pointless; because it had.