The title says it all. On 24th September, 2010, at 10:52 A.M. I found a new reason to live and survive my existence in this fast paced world. My son Hasan, was born. His little eyes glowing with hope and happiness make me believe that now the world is a much better place to live.
So why then I have this in my mind that I need end my life here? I need close the gates of one room and open another chapter in my life. I have many surprises, many creative moments to live with him and it’s high time I prepare myself again for them.
I will not mention myself as a profound or well known Calligraphist or a Painter, or an Artist, but I can definitely assign myself the tag of a creative person. So to be good, to be a mentor in his initial age, I need to rework on all I can. To rework on all my creativity that can help create a platform for him.
My basic notion and belief had always been that the first school of a child starts at home. We being his parents are his first teacher. Withstanding the number of students in a class, I should understand that its best if Hasan goes all prepared to school, just to revise his learning’s. This will do him more good.
I see very many components wherein I can make him grow; the best among them is creativity and imagination. Let education take him wherever he wants to but I want him to carry imagination, wherever he goes.