I woke up on Eid day and the weather was awesome, I felt happy for no reason. I sent out Eid messages/emails to all people on my contact list while lying in bed(thanks to my BB) and then finally decided to get up for a shower.
And that is when I realized that no one had told me to hurry up. No one reminded me to get my topi while leaving for the mosque, no one gave me Eidi right after Eid namaz & no one told me to keep wearing my Eid shalwar kameez & not change back to my usual attire as we had to leave for the graveyard.
Regardless of the fact that I did all these things just as I did them last year, I missed being told, I miss my Father! Eid is usually the one time when everyone is at home & my Dad took his leaves near Eid and visited Pakistan. And now, ever since he passed away, Eid just doesn't feel like Eid anymore!
Over the years, I had started to avoid accepting Eidi from relatives and my Dad was the one who would make me do it. He was the only one who could make me do many things that I didn't when my mom told me. And now, I feel so grown up, I do things even when no one's there to tell me and at times, believe me, you feel as if it's still your age to be told things.
Cherish your time with your parents my fellow bloggers, you don't know when anyone's time is near.
I hope all of you had a happy, joyful & peaceful Eid and may Allah grant all of us even more, ameen.
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