Flight delayed again! By one hour. What to do? Hang around the airport, that's all, reflecting on the life I've had and the future. In January, my second daughter will be born In sha Allah. That will be six in total, four boys and two girls. Four from the first group have all graduated with one married and living in Australia. The two in the second group have a long way to go. Akid is only one year six months while his sister is still in the stomach, due in January. There might be more, In sha Allah. Its tiring bringing up children but its fun and can be rewarding.
The only drawback is most of the time, when they grow up, they tend to forget about you. That's how it is and that's the way it will be. Maybe I was guilty of the same thing. For sure now when I think back, there's a lot more I could have done for my parents. Now its too late. I can't do anything anymore. Usually its like that. Only when its too late, we realise our folly.
That's why Allah never once ask the parents to love their children. Its a natural thing. But, many a time, Allah ask the children to love their parents, to say nice words to them, to take care of them when they grow old. There's so many verses in the Quran telling the children to love their parents. How I wish I have done what Allah wants us to do for our parents!
No matter what, I love all my children just the same, just like my parents love me despite all my shortcomings. I wish them all the best in their endeavours. My one wish is, at all time, never forget who we are. Servants of Allah the Almighty.
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