Monday, October 31, 2005

Thanks, Jazakullah, Shukrya, Shukran....

Thinking of the past so I can figure out the future. Came across a batch of nice, wonderful memories...

As I watch my friends around me have children I'm amazed with how much work and energy it requires. I am amazed that my parents oceans apart from their own parents raised us all by themselves. No advice from the "older and wiser" they had to do what they had to as brand new parents and in a new culture that they were learning along with us. Good parents are an amazing and special breed... Last week one of our friends came over for a party. Their son ran up to me smiling "salaam alaikum auntie aisha". It was so sweet and it reminded me of my own parents and how all they had to do was look at me, much like his mom did, and I knew I had to do. As my parents very well know, I can easily list a string of all my gripes, but they've heard those enough... and really all the gripes I have resulted from their love, and worrying as they faced a culture they perhaps didn't understand... I can't say with certainty that I wouldn't have done the same things.... So I wanted to say thanks....

Thank you for teaching me urdu and punjabi, and pretending you couldn't understand us when we tested you by talking in English. By the way, I really did think you couldn't understand us...surely it would have been easier to give in and speak English all the time. But you didn't and thereby gave us a precious gift of bilinguilism... Thank you for not letting me watch cartoons in my formative years but letting me watch all the Sesame Street and Reading Rainbow I could stand and letting me read all the books I could find, and for reading to me every night before I went to sleep... I read so many of those stories to my students... and I used creative lisence like you did too... Thanks for never ending supplies of crayons, scissors, and glue. For making me feel that I truly was the most special girl you ever came across...elementary school was the hardest time of my life emotionally speaking... but having a warm home where I knew I was loved and was special is what saved me....For humoring me by wrapping up the cardboard boxes so I could play imagination. For sitting patiently as I serenaded you with songs I came up with, and watched skits we performed, and letting us help with chores even if we broke more dishes than we washed... For starting Islamic School in the back porch... and for making Eid so special by decorating the house with lights, for exchanging gifts, and making us never feel as though we were missing out on anything. There's a song called Butterfly Kisses where the parent says "Oh with all that I've done I must have done something right to deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night." For all the times I've slammed my door growing up and we've argued and fought... for all that you did wrong, you did much much more right. I hope when the day comes, I will be able to follow in your formidable footsteps.

30 comments:

mystic-soul said...

A person can never estimate love of his parents till he becomes one !. There is only one "unconditional" love in this world and that is of parents.

Raheel said...

And those who get and then appreciate this unconditional love are very lucky. Btw God's love is also unconditional.

Sobia said...

Aisha, you made me bawl at 9 am! What a wonderful post!

Tee said...

That is so sweet! You were blessed with good parents as I was... I hope I can be as good as my Mother was and still is :) I love the photos.

In response to your question on my blog - both my sons are very mixed between my husband and I. I can not say if they favor either of us.

Aamina said...

That was touching. No really, it was.

ASH said...

*sniff* Not sure what to say. :)

Jane said...

What a wonderful love letter to your parents! What an adorable and obviously happy little girl in the pictures! How fortunate they are to have you as a daughter and for you to have them as parents.

Baji said...

Beautiful! Mashallah, you will be a wonderful Mum someday. BTW, may I add you to my list?

Aisha said...

Hello all, thank you so much for your kind comments :)

Baji, you don't have to ask, I'd be honored:)

Mia said...

Wonderful! Your parents sound very special as do you.

Um Mahtab said...

Wow. I loved reading this, especially as a new mother. That was so beautiful.

Anonymous said...

Aisha, Aisha, Aisha, aa ish sha sha

Sohnii said...

lovely post! perfect timing... im seeing my parents after months and i cant stop kissing my mum... arent parents absolutely wonderful creatures... i dont think anyone cud love me and accept me the way my parents do everyday with a nothing-wanted-in-return condition... lovely post! u made me cry and smile at the same time...:)

Khizzy said...

beautiful post!

Anisa said...

what a beautiful and heartfelt tribute to your parents. it sounds like they did a wonderful job. :)

FM said...

You got great parents MashaAllah.

Great tribute.

with regards
FM

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BBCD said...

wonderful post sis, as always you hit the spot. x

say what? said...

hey that last pic ... LOL
haha

that so freaking funny, my father used to do that to me when i bugged him alot, i used to get long swings :D

Anonymous said...

what do u mean that u felt u wr most precious. U R the most precious and special thing ever
along with bros. u better beieve it.
ami

Shezalldat said...

hEY AISH.. BEAUTIFUL POST.. AS IM GROWING OLDER AND RAISING A WONDERFUL 1 YR OLD, MY R'SHIP WITH MY PARENTS KEEPS DETERIORATING.. :( I MISS THEM LIKE ANYTHING AND YOUR POST TRULY HIT IT... I COULDNT STOP BAWLING! TRULY BLESSED U ARE!

Aisha said...

Thanks everyone for your kind comments.

Sohni, I'm glad you'r seeing your parents. IT's been months sinc Ive seen mine. I guess thats why I'm feeling homesick.

TDH, I twirl babies myself now. It's fun! I loved it.

I'm so sorry Shez that your relationship with your parents is deteriorating:( That's tough... *hugs* insh'allah thigs will get better.

Thanks Ami for commenting:)
(Anonymous is that you Abu?)

'liya said...

That was so touching. Reading it reminded me of my own parents and how much they've done for me.

Thank you for visiting my blog.

Aaliya

Baraka said...

God, I love my parents.

Thanks for posting this--love the photos. They made me so nostalgic for the 70/80s!

Aman said...

Hey your parents read your blog :) cool

Aisha said...

yeah:) they were my first readers@ :) yours dont read yours?

hotICE said...

really touching post.. I happened to drop by the page and read this post.. I suddenly felt the urge to give my parents a call, though I talked to them this morning..

really touching post.. oh! Eid Mubarak!

Aisha said...

Aww! I'm glad that this post meant something to you! Parents are such a special breed. It's a cruel twist that we usually don't understand the extent of their love until we have our own kids who likewise don't understand:). I dont have kids yet, so i can't imagine how much more I will respect their work once I do.

Saadia said...

That's an interesting way to look at it - that they faced a new culture all on their own. Although for some parents I wonder if they could have learned a little bit more in the 20 or so years they spent raising kids, instead of just blaming their culture - i mean try to read some child rearing books. But its true our parents put a gigantic effort out to do their best. great post.

Aisha said...

It's true Saadia.. ofcourse they could do better in so many ways... but it was hard.. for better or worse.

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