299. Learn to Listen
You must learn
To your children.
They may be the one
Asking the questions,
In truth, it is you,
Who is also learning.
When he is sleeping, I too get confused. I know Mikhail is Mikhail, but I when I gaze at him also know that he is me. And that a part of me and my kin is inside him. An epoch of previous lives making up part of what we and our children are. And I wonder sometimes, how shall we account compared to our ancestors, both the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly?
But what is beautiful and ugly anyhow? A young wookie may not be everyone's idea of the ultimate expression of beauty, but to Mikhail he certainly is. "But Gungi is sooo... cute, Papa!" My son exclaims.
"Cuter even than Emina (Mikhail's malay-turkish cousin)?" I enquired.
"Of course, Papa!"
Oh well then.
Listening in was Heche, and she unhelpfully interjected, "Do you know, Mika, we used to have a belief that pregnant woman who always looks at a particular person during her pregnancy, her baby will probably turn out looking like that person?" Mika's eyes widened, "Really?"
Heche, "Yes, reaaally..."
"In that case, when I have a wife, I am going to lock her up in a room with three types of food (Don't ask me why...) and hang pictures of Gungi all on the wall! Then I will have a baby that looks like a mini-Wookie! Yea!"
Heche laughed and simply commented, "I cannot wait to see how your wife will react to your plan, Mika."
Life is full of laughter and wisdom. And the ever-engaging personality of a 9-year old and his strange ideal of human (Wookie?) beauty.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way