World’s Best flowers !

Well if you see nothing special in these dandelions please see them again. These were given to me by 18 month old son , hand picked one by one taking one trip down each flower in the garden and mind you these were exclusively for mommy. When Daddy requested to give him one he denied flatly with a ‘No -No’ and finger moving in a pendulum motion.

So Did you see now the world’s most beautiful flowers . He might outgrow these little acts and will not even remember but these will always remain the best flowers for this mommy.

I am absorbing at the deepest level of my memories these feelings, his little kisses and cosy hugs because sooner than I think he will outgrow them and they will not come in this abundance. The toothless grin is gone and days when I was worried that he is late for teething. Whenever I worry too much for a milestone I remind myself that my child is no competition to reach targets and deadlines and he will eventually be there . I just have to be patient and enjoy all the time I have being with him.

Flashbacks – remembering Abba

It’s amazing how your memories are pinned together in your brain.A simple thing could lead you to a happy memory or even a painful one. I am generally a forward looking person , with that I mean I don’t look at old pictures much unless an FB memory pops up and remind me what I was doing this day that year. May be there are some painful parts in there which I don’t want to recall at all and I supress all of it . Who knows! That’s what talking to yourself does to you, you see , answers your own behavior!

So coming back, yesterday night while I was flossing my teeth with a plastic disposable flossing stick .I started thinking what could be a better sustainable option ? And I remember the toothpick made of soft wood . The word tooth pick triggered the urdu word for it in my mind which is ‘Khilaal’ as my grandfather would often ask for it after eating his meals. And there he was so vivid in my mind so clear his face and his voice asking for it. I could remember which clothes he was wearing , his posture , his actions while he used it. I have been trying to remember him so clearly from so long but I always get a faded view but this was so strong so clear and so vivid that I just closed my eyes and listened to him saying it for a few seconds.

I then opened my eyes, smiled and had such a sound sleep.

Isn’t it the amazing, the power of brain what it can do to you.

Alhumdolillah for everything.

Being Grateful for everything and for all the beautiful memories.