Close your eyes and travel back 21 years in time. The day is a mere four hours old. Dawn is peeking through the black, velvet skies awaiting the arrival of a new soul. It’s a magical night.
A baby is born. Nothing short of a miracle for the anxious mother who expected her second child to be in her loving arms three weeks earlier, the relieved father, and the joyful two-year-old who has become a sibling.
It’s been twenty one years since that fateful October morning. Have they been a fruitful twenty one years, I wonder.
The blur in my memory tells me otherwise.
Assalaamu alaikum Hajera,
Happy birthday
May Allah make the coming years of your life full of everything you hope for. You’re not too too old yet, so no worries 
There’s something in the office for you. Or at least it will be there after 2pm on Wednesday
Check it out. + hope your midterm went well.
Asmaa
Birthdays used to be so much fun. Now they’re just depressing. And I would say, Asmaa, you shouldn’t have, but you know I wouldn’t mean it
salaam Hajera
ayé time moves swiftly.. not waiting for anyone :-/
May Allah grant you a wonderful life full of good deeds. Ameen
Why are birthdays depressing?! I think Hajera’s depressing!
haha, safiyyah
Happy Birthday Haj! – belated.
But God!! you’re old now
So Haj,
What was in the office?
Eye
Ps. I dont know about you all but before I was totally into this birthday thing…but now…mine can pass by and I wont even realize it…do you get tht?
update your blog ya bint.
Happy belated birthday Haj
Love,
Asma