Hey friends, today I have come again with a new post. Today's post is entirely about my son, some thoughts from my heart about him, and a discussion about the impact a child has on my life.
| I took the picture yesterday,when I was going to my sister's house. |
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In this picture, you can see my son Rihan. When I took this photo, it was afternoon when we prepared ourself for going outside.Yesterday, Rihan and I went to visit my elder sister's house. The reason for our visit was that my elder sister's younger son and daughter were all very sick, so Rihan and I went to see them. Since I work at a school, I don't get much time to go out, so I returned home yesterday afternoon after school ended.
So, that day after I got home, I had made Rihan take two baths and dressed him up nicely in clean clothes. After that, I also got myself ready and left for my sister's house. Later, I bought about three kilograms of mangoes from the market to take to my sister's house. Also, my mom had prepared chicken at home, along with hand-made semai, which is a type of sweet dish.
I have pictures of most moments with Rihan, capturing what he does or doesn't do regularly. I often keep those pictures as memories, the affection for a child surpasses all other affections in the world. Sometimes life feels really strange; if Rihan weren't here, how would I live alone? Sometimes I feel that if Rihan hadn't come into my life, my existence would have ended a long time ago.
Children are not just innocent and simple. The smiling faces of children bring a touch of peace amidst our sorrows, dispelling all our fatigue. They are indeed the light of the future. The world of children is filled with innocence and wonder. Their words are heartwarming, reminding us every day of the beauty around us. Therefore, we should always treat children with kindness, sweetness, and humility. Nowadays, many of us are addicted to various things, which prevents us from giving proper time to children, causing them to slowly drift away from us.
The true beauty of the world is hidden in the eyes of every child, which we often forget. |
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