One of my batchmates brought us cakes. Twas her mummy's bday. . . Twas during the practicals. And she had gone home just for the bday and returned the next day. I was like. . . Wow. . . She can go home for her mom's bday. . . . Lucky gal.
I was sad. I wanted to go home too. To my mummy. And be with her so she doesnt feel lonely. Coz I am so scared of losing her. Losing my father. Losing my loved ones.
and then i realized that here i am complainin of not being able to be with my mummy when there are people who dont even have a mom. My mom herself didnt have a mom. My mother's mother passed away when my mummy was three months old. Mummy was brought up by her elder sister. . Elder by 13 years. And of course nana, and my nani (step-nani actually) and her elder brothers.
newaz. . . What i mean is i have a mummy. . . There are people who dont even have a mom.
i am lucky Alhamdulillah. So lucky. My abbu didnt have his father. Dada was killed wen my dadi was expecting abbu.
both my parents have had one parent.
and i have both of them.
and i remember, we were in 1st standard and a gal in my class had lost her mom. She had left school after that. And people lose people. And the worst is losing your parents.
and Alhamdulillah. I still have my parents.
and there are orphans who dont even know where they came from. Some of them were abandoned.
i have my abbu and mummy. And they love me. And i love them. And i am lucky.
and i really believe in counting your blessings. I have just counted one of the many.
have you counted any today?
P.S- Saturday, 05 June 2010 at 18:39 as a Facebook Note.