Kammys Musing

This is my usual scenario as I got home this – I open the dilapidated flyscreen (not sure why it was there – Lisa, our neighbour said it looks like someone took it of somewhere and put it there. A nicer way of saying “It’s hideous!)
Next I’ll open the door, give Salaam and the youngest one would come and give me a bear hug; a baby bear hug as he’s only my tummy level.

I’ll drop my stuffs at the kitchen table or anywhere it should be; head to room, swap to my track pants and shirt. All the work clothes goes to the laundry bag. I love doing this as it gives the mental cue that “work is gone…kapish. Now I am at my favourite place with my favourite people”.

I’ll sit at the kitchen table, watching the little one play games or watch some Skibbidi Toilet on YouTube, occasionally getting him to swap channel if it looks too silly.

Then comes the eldest, sharing what has happened at school or why he didn’t do well in his test/exam. All while omitting he spends more time on social media instead of studying.
Nice try, buddy.

Then comes the middle child, who wants to tell her story at school as well but usually ends up annoying me as she tends to laugh non-stop before she could start, let alone finish her story. Once she stops laughing her usual sentence would start with “OMG Ba, my friend so and so got into trouble today…yadayada”

Occasionally I’ll get home before my wife. She could have arrived earlier but stopped to do groceries (I am practically useless in this department – wife usually sends a screenshot of the vegetable I need to get – and that’s only one!) Wife would then quietly proceed to do her magic in the kitchen. Once in a while I fell into a quick nap, only to be woken up to the smell of the beautiful dinner.

What about me, you might ask. What do you do to/with these beautiful souls to make them enjoy seeing your face day in day out? (Could not find another word to substitute “enjoy”).

I honestly have no idea. But I do know that these are huge blessings (nikmat) that Allah has bestowed upon me. I am always reminded by a preacher’s saying, that sometimes the blessings we received was due to the generosity of others, or because a someone made du’a for me without my knowledge.

Alhamdulillah – may Allah reward them tenfold for their good deeds.

Until then, stay hungry, stay safe.