My 32nd Post: One Year Gone

Time passes so soon....its just like sand held tight in a hand...no matter how hard one may try, it would still slip out....one whole year and two days back, around at this time, I was driving my car....it wasn't any ordinary drive....it was a very special day which has blossomed many hearts....everybody was excited but were tensed as well....its one of those times when you are happy but still the smile swings here and there....well in the end, after waiting for some hours, I came to know that I can have the honor of viewing my nephew...Yes, that day my nephew came to this world to reignite our lives.....
At first, I wasn't attracted to him that much....I mean I loved him and all but still there was something loose....don't really know what it was but still there was something but as time passed from a day to a week, things changed....he wouldn't even talk or anything just sleep all the time but still I wanted to be with him...give him hugs and kisses, just wanted to be with him all the time....
Now on 7th August 2012, its been a year since we met....trust me, we have bonded really well masha-Allah....he is one of a kind toy....you should really see what he does and how he acts....he is filled with tremendous acts....its just as if he was trained before he came down to us....you can't outsmart him and here I ain't exaggerating.....those expressions which he puts on when he knows he did something wrong or when he shows the sense of victory are outclass....I really can't define him in my words perfectly....the best suited phrase for him coming in my mind would be a naughty angel.....I have rarely seen kids at his age who can act....at times he cries, people think he is going to burst out with tears but no, it was just a hidden trick to achieve his goal of snatching something or maybe getting someone's attention....
Once, just few weeks back, he went to a shop with his grandfather....there he got mesmerized by sun glasses....he tried every piece on like every child but the thing he did special was that he kept trying each one and after wearing it, he posed with a very cute smile masha-Allah to all the passing ladies; I mean the ones he liked....after continuing that, there was someone he really wanted to impress but she didn't even look at him and his smile turned into a frown and prompted perfectly a sad cat's expression....that was a Kodak moment....there are a lot of tales of his life which I can share but the space is limited....
The most wonderful thing is how he looks at me....whenever I meet him all of a sudden, he just blooms up and starts bouncing to tell me to pick him up....it ain't only me who is in love, but that little, cute toy of us has the same affection for me...that just lightens my heart....his expressions and the glow on the face when he gets to know of my presence is just priceless....I hope and pray that everything remains the same...in fact the love increases with upcoming years....(insha-Allah)
Happy Birthday kido, may you be blessed with many more and I am sure that all my readers would also be wishing you and praying for your good health.....(insha-Allah)
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My nephew, Mibsaam

My 29th Post: Morning

The time for the moon to fall in its deep sleep....the time when the sun rises and shines the night good bye....morning, the lovely and peace filled feeling which can't be described with minimum set of words.....its when everything awakes from the death which filed in just for a while.....the flowers start to bloom, the wind chatters around, the birds fly of in the sky......a time which makes even the toughest man will to capture for life....
Morning, a blessing for all.....only the lucky ones get a chance to sense it everyday with a boost of moving ahead and the inspiration of shooting the goals....its a gift to a soul to repent and do good as it got an other chance over the ones who couldn't make it to see the new dawn.....its a sensational feeling which makes belief that life grows and with time when one is lost, an other takes its place.....
The fresh winds of the morning makes a person drool of to wonderland.....its sweet and lovely smell resembles the smell of victory in someone's life....the chanting of birds give the proof that a new rise has begun and its the time to get on going with day's work....a new start to what ever was left behind the night before, a new era of delight and a start to a happy beginning.....
Mornings may be different in different places but the story in the hearts is same, a rise.....some people start of with mourning someone and others boost of the victory of a nation....no matter what but it is the same feeling for anyone....
In my city, mornings have their special taste....the winds blow, birds sing and flowers bloom like any other place but those are added on with the sounds of local business men who arrive to sell items door to door....on the other end there would be a sweeper cleaning the streets and screaming at the kids to watch out for the trash he collected....those kids would be off to school and play throughout their journey....children who are young to leave for school, line up to buy bread and milk from the salesmen.....the street starts getting busy with time and then at afternoon, everything stops and again it is just like the environment of a night just with a brightened sun up on our heads....
Morning is one of the best parts of my day, though I rarely am up for it but still that is the time when I breath once for thousands of times....
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