It happens often in asian families that boys are preferred more than girls. Even before the child is born, both the parents are praying that may Allah give me a boy. It doesn`t stop here. I can understand that the upbringing differs between the both genders. Mostly the sons are given a lot more preference… Continue reading Siblings And Gender Discrimination
Tag: Daughter
Boys And Men Please Respect The Women In Your Life :)
Every boy is taught by his parents and especially the males in his life, how to treat women. If those role-models have poor character, than that would rub on of the boys/kids. This is mostly the parents fault as they are not teaching the right values to their children. It would not be far from… Continue reading Boys And Men Please Respect The Women In Your Life 🙂
Love you Mum :)
Mothers are a gift from above. No matter when or what they are often the one that is the most supportive to their children, following by Dads. Mums always seem to know how you are feeling and is the one that has taken the most care of us from we were small and couldn`t do… Continue reading Love you Mum 🙂
Daughter of the Ummah, if you believe!
A sister, a wife, a friend, a colleague, that is what I can be. Why do you look down at me? Why don`t you mind yourself what you are doing? Why are you reading me like im everyone's property? I'm not your property! Don`t you think Allah is going to put you to account for… Continue reading Daughter of the Ummah, if you believe!
Our Mum..
Our Mum takes cares of us. Our Mum is always listening an praying for us. Our Mum wants us to have the best in the life and hearafter. Our Mum is truly a blessing sent to us from heaven. Our Mum no one can ever take her place. Our Mum she relieves us from our… Continue reading Our Mum..
When I remember Mum..
Every person is different from the other. Some people are very close to their parents, and others aren`t that close. Today when I was at work, some other woman at work was using the same cream as Mum used when I was very little. Every time I sence that smell, wherever I am, I feel… Continue reading When I remember Mum..


