Time in Dubai with my bebees

30th Jan 2017
I just read my article I wrote few years ago when Aahmad was 3. I felt emotional and so its important I continue writing for my babies.

Aahmad- I have brought you with me to Dubai now. You are liking it here. New school, new house, new cars, new friends. I can see excitement in your eyes when you are going for your football lessons with Mamma. You are happy.

I am trying really hard to keep you and Arham happy. Sometimes I feel you are getting thankless. Or maybe you are not showing your gratitude for all these Blessings from Allah but acknowledge it. Maybe you dont want me to get too happy fearing that I will stop doing efforts. I dont know. This thought bothers me these days.

one more thing i am trying hard is to instill good behavior, love for others and religious knowledge in you. Dubai is a difficult place with so many options to get detracked. I need to fight all this to keep you on track. I pray hard as well for it as well. In the future if you are on the right track, you should thank Allah for all the efforts I put in so that you are under control and prepared for the future.

Junaid Jamshed- I know you!

Its 8th Dec 2016, one day gone to the tragic plane crash that took 47 lives in few seconds. I am selfish- The first thing I did was check the safety on my elder brother, a PIA cabin crew. He was safe (but sad). The next thing I turned to Geo news Online and thats when I read that Junaid Jamshed "The Pop Star turned Religious Scholar" was in the plane as well with his wife. I took this lightly at first. I didnt realize this will hit me so badly.
Junaid had crazy love for the sky and for the country. Perhaps, his brought up in a military family, His short time as GD Pilot Training course with Pakistan Airforce or maybe he being at the top of world during his singing career. The influence was obvious- You pick up his songs: Oonchi buhat Oonchi, Dil Dil Pakistan

Hum kyon chalein us rah per
woh raastay jin per mudh kar...kabhi na hum aye na tum aye...ab aya hoon tu yeh kehtay howe mahsoos hota hai, akelay phir nahin anaa

End this rat race- a father's plea to kgs

Aahmad- read this when you start reading...

I can't take unhygienic conditions in the washroom. So much so, I don't go to washrooms that are dirty, have wet floors or there are visible yellow spots on the seat.
2 things I did for you that I never imagined I would do for anyone. First one is become a norm so I can skip that quickly; it's cleaning your poop. Okay, I am fine with that now.
What you did today with me is the second thing that I want to blog about.

It's Saturday today- I took you out to have fun together (I love seeing you have fun and that's where I get my kick). Mamma me u and Arham (he is 5 months now) went to the beech first. We took the camel ride, the buggy ride and the horse ride. You loved them all, it was so entertaining to see you enjoy. You have become stronger and you are not scared of the camel and horse anymore. You even Thanked both the camel and horse :)
Next we went to the park to try ur new roller skates in zamzama park. You insisted to go on your own but after few falls we realized you need training (or maybe  there is some issue with the skates that we bought from toy store as mamma was saying ). Then we went to the swings, slide and we also jogged and had a racing competition (you won the second one but no points for that since there was Arham in my arms)
We then went to mani pappa's toy store and I was ignoring mamma's constant request to take u to he washroom. I was ignoring because I couldn't ascertain a clean toilet . And yes, I don't at all enjoy cleaning you in the loo. But then it couldn't wait for long so I took u to the nearest one in brands4less (I recall having a clean experience last time) .
I made you sit on the seat and didn't take out ur pants completely (I knew it from before that then u miss ur target and sprinkle outside the seat) so I made u sit on ur seat on was half thinking, whether to take off your pants or not. You didn't give me time to think and opened up the spray tank. U sprayed on my pants, ur pants and undie (not to forget, it was already wet) and the floor. To top it, I opened the basin for clean water but there was no water to help us. The Muslim shower also had few drops to  deliver. I was by this time extremely angry; but then I calmed myself  take it out later after this episode is over. Having dirtied myself already I thought what worse can happen. So I took off ur pants and gave u proper time to empty ur tank :) I took off ur undie and ur shoes too. When u got all done, I cleaned u and my hands with the drops from the shower and made wear the pant without ur undie. I took u out and asked for a plastic bag for ur undie.
This was the second thing I did for you today.
I respect ami and ur mamma more after going through what they go through a lot.
Just sharing in case you get few moments in your life to read this on what how much I love u :)
Bless you my love!