Wednesday, September 28, 2011

There is nothing like the beauty of flowers

mood: <3
craving: to lay in a bed of flowers



Because you are the love, I love the love.


final whisper: Where flowers bloom so does hope.

Friday, September 23, 2011

I waited so long to meet you


mood: sentimental
craving: to hold you and kiss you forever





Ar Rahman - The Most Gracious
To my beloved son, 

The most beautiful thing about having you in my life now is: I get to reminisce about how you always settled down when you were snugly warm inside of me when I would play this surah (verse) in the Quran for you. I always pictured your eyes opening wide, a small smirk and you were just continent when you heard this surah. Many days and nights I played it and longed to meet you and hold you close to me in my arms. Today was something special. I played this verse in our glorious Quran and I reached my arms out to you and you jumped in my arms without hesitation and laid your head on my chest. As I looked down, you closed your eyes, as if you knew just what you were listening to. It eased you and put a smile in your heart. Just holding you in my arms while listening this recitation, brought back memories that I will always remember. Isn't our mind a wonderful blessing from our Lord? I can't thank God enough for the many blessings He has given me.

final whisper: It's not only children who grow. Parents do, too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours. I can't tell my children to reach for the sun. All I can do is reach for it myself.

Behind closed doors in the Middle East.

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