I intend yes to make this long for my pain in regards to the topic is an injury understood not.
Oh yes, I'm the one whom you saw evolving. Kindly don't presume though I'm anti education, beloved. In an attempt to exemplify the double standard which a normal parent go through, I may go from 0 to 9 on the scale of satire. May be not satire in actuality; a process of peeling out the skin from you and keeping you gob smacked with the normative in our place; maybe.
Year three. Your cup cake will have a graduation on all the nursery rhymes and won the caliber on how to browse the cartoon on Youtube and would have mastered the English alphabets. If you are visiting a toddler, you naturally ask them, "Do you know Twinkle Twinkle Little Star or Chubby Cheeeeks?!! Laudation if she could make it, Ma Sha Allah! The aunties will confront the parents with a "aint she ready for KG classes" worries and "you know Mr His son joined already" terrorizing. The guest would leave the parents on insomnia.
High school he survived. The Muslim named parents are very proud of his tenth scores. They chose that school because it had a reputation- fantastic technology and kept an insist on carrying an IPad to make notes. This is normal, my child needs that, I say.
Twelfth public exams result day, none of the family sleeps. Results release at whatever hour in the clock, they are apprehensive of their pet's performance on this Dunya based exam. It is important- how will he get into a good college otherwise??!
MBBS, B-TECH and other high donation choices are kept before the child. You choose beta! This is your decision, but be careful aah??! No drinking and girls beta! They pack from home, with their phones as their best friends- excited to be free from the four walls set by their family and an extended hostel curfew. AND a loaded Visa card.
In between some time, the parents did try to teach them the Arabic letters. They stutter still- classes got discontinued because the Ustaad raised fifty bucks per month, which is completely unnecessary as I know the Mosque Committee would give him a fixed deposit anyway! Not just five or ten, FIFTY! SUBHANALLAHH!
We have taught them the pillars of Islam and Eemaan and the names of the Prophet's parents. They do pray yes, Allah will forgive our mistakes as He is Ar Rahman ur Raheem, won't He?
His first home visit was a surprise though, but I guess woh toh chalega, because this is how college kids are right? Yes, we got a little conscious to see her phone engaged at midnight but we trust her really- she needed her MUMMY for everything and she would tell if there is anything happening in her life, won't she?
Teach them Tawheed? (Raises the index finger to the sky) La Ilaaha Illallah! Khalas!
Yes, I'm usually tired when I come back from work, so TV is my relaxation plus yes we go for family movie trip once in a month. Yes we know, its haram but that's how we can find comfort right?
Mummy is on whatsapp managing business, she made a huge turn over this year and we bought an X Box ALHMADULILLAH.
....and I'm sorry, but what is Tarbiya?
Oh yes, I'm the one whom you saw evolving. Kindly don't presume though I'm anti education, beloved. In an attempt to exemplify the double standard which a normal parent go through, I may go from 0 to 9 on the scale of satire. May be not satire in actuality; a process of peeling out the skin from you and keeping you gob smacked with the normative in our place; maybe.
Year one. The Umma and Uppa has gone towards Mummy - Daddy since long. (Come Idrees, he will scream Ummi wa Abi, In Sha Allah! May Allah grant us Tawfeeq).
Year three. Your cup cake will have a graduation on all the nursery rhymes and won the caliber on how to browse the cartoon on Youtube and would have mastered the English alphabets. If you are visiting a toddler, you naturally ask them, "Do you know Twinkle Twinkle Little Star or Chubby Cheeeeks?!! Laudation if she could make it, Ma Sha Allah! The aunties will confront the parents with a "aint she ready for KG classes" worries and "you know Mr His son joined already" terrorizing. The guest would leave the parents on insomnia.
High school he survived. The Muslim named parents are very proud of his tenth scores. They chose that school because it had a reputation- fantastic technology and kept an insist on carrying an IPad to make notes. This is normal, my child needs that, I say.
Twelfth public exams result day, none of the family sleeps. Results release at whatever hour in the clock, they are apprehensive of their pet's performance on this Dunya based exam. It is important- how will he get into a good college otherwise??!
MBBS, B-TECH and other high donation choices are kept before the child. You choose beta! This is your decision, but be careful aah??! No drinking and girls beta! They pack from home, with their phones as their best friends- excited to be free from the four walls set by their family and an extended hostel curfew. AND a loaded Visa card.
In between some time, the parents did try to teach them the Arabic letters. They stutter still- classes got discontinued because the Ustaad raised fifty bucks per month, which is completely unnecessary as I know the Mosque Committee would give him a fixed deposit anyway! Not just five or ten, FIFTY! SUBHANALLAHH!
We have taught them the pillars of Islam and Eemaan and the names of the Prophet's parents. They do pray yes, Allah will forgive our mistakes as He is Ar Rahman ur Raheem, won't He?
His first home visit was a surprise though, but I guess woh toh chalega, because this is how college kids are right? Yes, we got a little conscious to see her phone engaged at midnight but we trust her really- she needed her MUMMY for everything and she would tell if there is anything happening in her life, won't she?
Teach them Tawheed? (Raises the index finger to the sky) La Ilaaha Illallah! Khalas!
Yes, I'm usually tired when I come back from work, so TV is my relaxation plus yes we go for family movie trip once in a month. Yes we know, its haram but that's how we can find comfort right?
Mummy is on whatsapp managing business, she made a huge turn over this year and we bought an X Box ALHMADULILLAH.
....and I'm sorry, but what is Tarbiya?
