ABC Wednesday
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A grandmother’s wisdom
It was 25th November, 2004. A beautiful Eid morning. After our morning prayers, I was with my friends visiting our neighbours to greet them on the festive occasion. While at a friend’s house, I got the news – “Your maternal grandmother passed away”. My initial reaction was “No, it is not possible. How can it? She was healthy and happy“. Running back to my house, I had only one selfish thought in my head – Please let it be any one else, but not her. Please, let it be that I heard wrong. Please, not her. It was the first close death I encountered and it affected me deeply. A…
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Facebook
I have a love-hate affair with Facebook. With friends and family all around from the farthest east to the farthest west, Facebook truly helps me to keep in touch with them all. But hadn’t Facebook been there, wouldn’t I have found other ways to keep in touch with them if I really wanted to? On our Facebook friend-list we have everyone from our kindergarten friends to the Professors at college. In real-life, would we be actually sharing details of our honey-moon trip with our Professors or would we be comfortable showing recent pictures of our family/extended relatives with people whose sole contact with us was only sharing the same class…
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E-books
My sister and brother in law gifted me with a Samsung Note 10.1 a few months back. Thus started my love affair with eBooks. I used to read eBooks on my laptop or on the small N900 screen earlier, but due to the cumbersome nature either of holding the laptop or due to strain of peering into the small screen of N900, I could read only one book at a time, that too with frequent breaks. So it was not a common affair. With the tablet, the screen is quite comfortable for reading and since there was a Note cover too, I can place the tab in any way that…
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Colours of Nature
Do we have a name for every shade of colour seen in nature? Glory be to the Creator ! (Linking it to ABC Wednesday and the letter for the week is C)
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Iqra’ – An affair with books.
I do not remember the first book I read. Was it Enid Blyton’s Famous Five series? Or was it a ‘Babysitters club’ shared from my sister? Or RL Stine? But for sure, I remember, my childhood was punctuated with books, comics and children’s magazines. I have often seen my parents and my elder sister often lost in a book. Our house was filled with books ranging from religion to the complete edition of ‘Encyclopaedia Britannica’. In the book ‘Freakonomics’ the author states that a child who grew up in a house filled with books often indulges in the habit of reading irrespective of the fact whether the parents read…
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Amna
You are our biggest blessing in the tiniest package. You are our heartfelt prayers answered. Your soft baby voice is our antidote to sadness. Your distress cries breaks our heart. Your firsts – smile, step, word are eagerly awaited. Your antics are our daily dose of laughter. You epitomise the meaning of your name – safety*. You make us feel at peace – forgetful of our worries. You teach us to be patient and compassionate. You make us reflect on God’s infinite miracles. Your reaction on recognising your mother, melt hearts. Your squeal when your father returns – joyous. Your smile lights up every room in the house. Your pain…
