Friday June 27, 2008 17:04
Posted by utp as Being BABA
Right from the day I got some sense, I wanted to be a father. I wanted to be a Super Dad, be able to provide and be the person who my children turn around to for everything that they want. For everything that they are confused about. I wanted to be the friend, the buddy…
When I got married, I was really excited as I was much nearer to my wish and when the news finally broke that I am going to be dad, it was one of the happiest moments of my life.
On 16th January 2006, I took my daughter in my hands and spoke Allah’s words in her ears, I had fulfilled my dream. That is what I always wanted to do. I wanted that the first words that she hears would be the Azaan in my voice. I felt proud and thankful and it was one overwhelming experience.
On the day she was born, the happiness was also complimented with sadness that since nothing is going to be here forever, there will be a day when we shall part. She will go away. My little caterpillar would become a butterfly.
Gradually she has grown up and this gradual part has been too quick for me to be really honest. With a period of almost 2 yrs and 5 months gone, I feel I have not done enough. I feel time is going to fast. I need to stop time and do more. This is not fair.
Soon she will be a woman and be independent. What will I do then? What do I do now…?
The above post was inspired by this.