First of all, let me wish my Christian friends a very Merry Christmas and may it be a joyful one for you and your family (families, if you have more than one house to go back to..hah!).
My son, Mohamed Amirul Farhan was born on Christmas day, 4 years ago, as the call for Isya’ prayer was being done at the nearby mosque. Finally then, a son for me.
When he was in his mother’s tummy I used to “talk” to him..almost every morning before going off to work, and at night before I go to sleep. Everytime I spoke to him, he’d respond with a kick. I had a name for him: TUING, from the sound TOING of something bouncing, due to his kicking from inside the mother’s tummy. So one day when I was in Krungthep Mahanakorn, my wife, in the late trimester, SMSed me telling me that the baby hadn’t move since the previous night. I immediately gave her a call, and told her to put the mobile phone on her tummy and count to 30. When she commenced the count, I spoke to TUING, asked the baby what was wrong and told it not to make the mother worry. I also told it that i would be back home the day after and we’d have our normal chats together. It was my first trip abroad since my wife carried him. About a minute after the call, my wife SMSed me telling me that the baby was actively kicking.
Magic? No..it’s called “fatherly love.” And I always believe it has to begin pre-natal.
So Farhan will be 4 tomorrow. My prayers are for God to keep him safe and out of harm’s way, and prosper and nurture him to be a loving and sensible man. I also pray that he remembers the sacrifices his parents had to make to bring him up.
Happy birthday, son. I hope to enjoy seeing many more years of you growing up.
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