To love, to share. To learn from one another. To remind ourselves children are amazing gifts, beautiful amanah from Allah.

For every moment photographed, love is spread.

Alhamdulillah, for a chance waking up to beautiful little people, spoiling us with their big, big LOVE.

These are visual stories of our children. One week at a time. In shaa Allah.


Saturday 28 November 2015

WEEK 48 | RAIN, RAIN COME OUT AND PLAY (22-28 NOV 2015)





First flood experience. 
25 Nov 2015, Doha




Zubye Rusli

I have always love the rain all my life. Its smell brings a lot of memories to me. I remember in my childhood years, when it was raining, we are allowed to play outside; to taste the rain. My son also had the chances to play in the rain everytime we go balik kampung; if it was raining season there. His Abah believes 'hujan di kampung masih sihat compared to hujan bandar'. hehehhe. I had once let him having fun in the rain few years ago, in our backyard when his Abah was not at home. But of course in his raincoat - just to make sure Abah did not questioned me if the boy got cold and flu afterwards.

However, at this moment, the boy didn't get the chance to feel the rain outside. He has started his 'berpantang' time perhaps for one or two weeks from now. Nevertheless, we are always loving you, dear Rain.. When your berpantang time is over, let us taste the rain one more time :-)





























Izlynne

Rainy days are such special days. We are encouraged to make and say our prayers to Allah. It is now the rainy season and Subhanallah, we could see and smell the rain almost everyday. 

You and your sister have always loved the rain. That umbrella - specifically bought to be played in rainy days. You and your sister would always beg ayah, to let the both of you use the umbrella and play in the rain. 

You will always ask questions such as, "Why does the rain come down?", and you would immediately answer on your own, "...so that the trees can drink water, kan ayah?". Ayah will always continue your answer and explain things and you will nod vigorously, to show you understand. Always the same question, everytime the rain comes down and ayah will never get bored explaining them again and again to you.

I am sure, when you grow older, I would miss this moment. Ayah would miss it the most, I am sure of that too. The sincerity in your eyes everytime you listen to ayah explaining to you just makes my heart fluttered with contentment.

I hope you would not get tired of explaining about the rain to your future children whenever they ask you about it. Just remember how ayah explains it all to you and everything will be okay.





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