In My Eyes,

From where I am right now, 18 and still mentally untact,  it may be true that I've yet to know just how surreal it feels like to hold my own child in my arms. If we're on the same boat, then you might not know either. Whether you'd cry or become speechless or never getting the whole experience at all. Wallahu A'lam, kan?

That sure feeling though, the feeling of overwhelming love that envelopes both mother and child, those pure aspirations she set on her children the second she sees you out into the world for the very first time. At that time, I prefer to think that most mothers would never have it in their heart to immediately hope for us to become veterinarians, soldiers on the front lines, avenger of all her previous problems.

No
In her eyes, we were already special.
Just for being born to this beautiful world.

Such beautiful souls Allah has created for us- mothers
No wonder the saying goes ' Allah's pleasure in in the pleasure of your parents'

As a matter of fact, it doesn't have to be a mother to tell you all these things. Tell and remind yourself of the same thing as well. In my eyes, I am capable of things others aren't and vice versa. And I am grateful enough to be blessed with the chance to leave an impact to this blood-sputtering world we live in now.