shexy: 2014

After one year i realized that i have not posted anything in my blog when my girlfriend asked me about it. So here i m again trying to update it which is going to be tough as a looot have happened.

Aki's first friday prayer

Aki went to Friday prayers very first time on 2nd Jan 2013. He behaved well but the second Friday he sang a song.

visiting maama and kaafa before leaving

Trying to pose for the camera

bye

First Day of School 2013

Aki's new Aunty's name is Shahu. Aki loves her shahu Aunty.

Saddest day of 2013

My father was the man I loved me the most. Since a little girl I have always had a special place in my heart for him. Even my mom complains that I love him more than her which is not true. I love her very much too. He was always there to help me. Losing him fell my world apart but I think he is insha Allah in a much better place now. He was a very brave man. He suffered in many ways since childhood. He wasn't brought up by his own mother though she was alive. He started going fishing since a small child. Every time it rains heavily I will go to my room and cry thinking how hard it must be for him in the rough sea. When mobiles was introduced I called him when it rained heavily. One day I was napping when he called me and said," I m calling because it's raining" I laughed and said bappa, I didn't know it was raining. My siblings always complained that he loved me more than them. But the truth is I love him so much that they feel he loved me more. I don't remember him calling by my name. He would always call dharifulhaa and I miss him calling me that. It was so hard to see him in pain. I was helpless. He got very sick and wasn't eating or sleeping well. That day he called me in the afternoon and said tonight I want to go to hospital. I asked him why tonight bappa? That same morning he consulted the doctor. "I want to sleep well tonight. When they give oxygen I will be able to sleep peacefully" he replied me. Only if i knew what he meant. His one lung was almost shrunk and due to that the heart wasn't getting enough blood pumped which caused an attack. My younger brother was there with him that time. It was so painful to watch doctors trying to bring back him to life while we all watched helplessly. I knew that was it. I knew he wouldn't come back again. May god bless you with jannathul firdaus bappa. I miss you so much. Insha allah we will meet in a happy place and we will live happily.

Aki calls my father thasbeeha kaafa. As he see my father almost all the time with thasbeeha. Masha allah :)