Letters
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Living by the beach.
It has been nearly 2 years since we moved. By the beach. Every morning when I wake up, the first thing I do is pull up the curtains and look at the beach. There is something calming about water. Deep blue. Or deep green. Or some days it is lifeless and pale. When the wall does not contain the energy, I take my kids to the beach. We have gone to the beach since my baby was 3 months. Baby in a carrier. Holding tightly to my toddler. While we three cross the busy main road. It is a sight, probably. There is something about the sand and the water…
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An ode to my daughter #2
Wednesday, 16th May 2018 09:08 AM Cries. Jubilation. Excitement “O my Lord, I actually delivered” Alhamdulilah.* Teaching me the power of Mind Over Body. Alhamdulilah. Helping me learn new skills. Breathing through the pain. Alhamdulilah. Succeeding through positivity Positive Affirmations. Alhamdulilah. Teaching me the power of ‘Informed Birthing’. Alhamdulilah. Helping me learn that ‘I can do this alone!’ Alhamdulilah. Succeeding through Duas. Direct calls to God. Alhamdulilah. The first sip of milk. A new bond was formed. Alhamdulilah. Being able to walk immediately. VBAC Alhamdulilah. ‘Momma, Babbyyyyy!’ Screams the toddler. Alhamdulilah. An instant best friend for life Sisters. Alhamdulilah. Four years. Two kids. Alhamdulilah. You are named After one of the best.…
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Letters to my daughter #8
My little girl, it has been 24 months. 24 months. Alhamdulilah. (25 months by the time I posted this!) Some days I still find it hard to believe that I am a mom. I thought becoming a mom would make me different and “wise” and a multitude of other adult-characters, but for the most part, I feel I haven’t changed much. Now 24 months later, it is as though you have been with me always and since forever. I cannot remember the time before you were born. It looks as though, all this chatter, smiles and cries have always been a part of my life. Alhamdulilah. It is so true…
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Letters to my daughter #7
Dear little girl. As we usher in a new year and you turn 17 months, I cannot beam at all the strides and milestones you have reached. We just spent a long weekend with your grandparents and your ‘Tinka, Tinka’ made everyone a lot happier though stories of illness and retirement have put us down past few weeks. Your giggles and naughty antics made us forget all the heaviness that have been weighing on us. That instant you took your first step – I hadn’t felt as proud for my graduation march. You took your first steps at 15 months. There are a few lessons this has taught me and…
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Letters to my daughter #6
Dear little girl, I have meant to write this for a little while now. Well, busy with an ever busy toddler 😀 You have blossomed into a lovely hyperactive one year old girl. Alhamdulilah. My heart swells in pride over your every milestone – every step and every word. ( I hope I don’t become one of those irritating mothers who keep on praising their own kids while in conversation with others! ) I have just folded and kept away your old clothes for the age range of 9 to 12 month old. How fast is time flying?! How fast are your growing up?! It looks like just yesterday that…
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Letters to my girl
Hello little girl. You turn 10 months today. A milestone for you. A bigger one for me. Just last week we visited Bangalore, the same place where I spent 5 years of my life doing my graduation. I never thought I would visit the place again when I left it in 2012 , that too with you and your dad. How fast life changes?! You were a perfect sweetheart throughout the 3 days whirlwind journey. No tantrums. No crankiness. I am blessed to have you my girl. Rather, it’s my honour to be your mother. Everyone said me motherhood is tough and demanding. But then, you make it easy for…
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Perfect Moments
On a flight from Bangalore to Mumbai. The pilot announced that we will soon land into Chathrapathi Shivaji International Airport. Baby is happy and not cranky during take off and during the flight but she cries hysterically while landing. TH was tickling her and trying to make her laugh. Her joyful giggles and his content smile on seeing her. Sun rays filtering through the oval windows. Perfect moment. Alhamdulilah. I was observing both of them and suddenly realized this is exactly what I had prayed for a long time. Alhamdulilah. Peaceful. Joyous. Fun- filled family life. Alhamdulilah. As much as I wanted to take my phone and take a quick…
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An ode to my daughter.
01/08/2015 16:55 I heard your first cry. ‘Everything is fine! ‘ Traumatic ordeal – forgotten. Alhamdulilah Months of waiting and praying In my hands finally. So tiny. So precious. Alhamdulilah Your birth taught me the strength of my body, the resilience of my mind, the power of prayers. Alhamdulilah Two strangers united in love and faith to bring forth the perfect miracle of Allah. Alhamdulilah Words do no justice to the multitude of emotions. Photographs donot capture the essence of my feelings. Alhamdulilah Your name is a reminder to me to praise The One who blessed me with You. Alhamdulilah https://instagram.com/p/7suwNJvx0TNfyhPYJA-nPHuVCoyG145icHOps0/
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Death and grief
(I started this series ‘Letters to my unborn child’ during the April A to Z Challenge which sadly I never completed due to all the stress and workload I was under back then. Here I am trying it out again since this is something I really want to document. Hope I am successful this time around.) Dear baby, Death. How can I talk to you of death when you haven’t yet experienced birth? I ask myself that absurd question. Yet this thought lingers in my head. I experienced the pain and grief due to the death of a close one at the age of 15 only – My maternal…
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Creator’s creation
This post is part of the A to Z April Challenge. My theme for the month is ‘ Letters to my unborn child ‘. Dear baby, Did you know a pencil cannot be formed on its own? Neither a computer nor a leaf! So there has to be some one who made it, right? What about the human body? Who made it? I have been thinking of when and how I should introduce you to your Maker, your Creator, your Lord? The answer is given in the Holy Qur’an itself. Kul huwa Allahu Ahad. Say, He is the One. ( 112:1) The Oneness of God. He is unique in His…
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Beauty-talk.
This post is part of the A to Z April Challenge. My theme for the month is ‘ Letters to my unborn child ‘. Dear baby, Of late, I dream of your features. Your smile. Your face. Your eyes. Who will you resemble? Me, your dad, your (late) paternal grandpa? What will the shade of your colour be? As much as I hate to bring to your attention about the concept of ‘skin colour’, being from the Indian community, I know I should be the first one who should teach you to appreciate all 64 shades of human skin. Being on lighter spectrum should not make you feel privileged neither…
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A beginning
This post is part of the A to Z April Challenge. My theme for the month is ‘Letters to my unborn child’. Dear baby, The first word I, your dad and grandma uttered when we came to know of your existence inside me is “Alhamdulilah” All Praise be to God. Merely that knowledge of your two-cell existence has bought immense joy and happiness into our lives. When you are 16 and feeling lonely, remember there were two people who have prayed for you even before your were born…even before they had met each other! Nearly four years ago, after going for a routine check-up to a gynecologist, she uttered the…
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Theme reveal – A to Z Challenge
As like last year, in the whim of a blogging frenzy I signed up for the A to Z Challenge. Last year’s theme was A to Z of Arabic words in English. It suited my tagline and the exact reason of why I started this blog – my love for words. Much has changed in my personal life over the gap of a year. It has been an exhilarating roller-coaster ride. Alhamdulilah. Hence this year’s theme will be more closer home. More personal. More intimate. I have tried to keep my personal life away from the online world. Yet it is words that calm me. So I come back to…
