They are Adults now....

This black forest cake seems to be our trademark when marking our family members’ birthday. It is delicious and cheap here in Egypt.
Yes, it was ‘Afi and Muhammad Afiqs’ Birthdays. They are adults now, more freedom to explore what this temporary world would offer. Fundamentally, any one of us has the sole freedom to choose between what is bad and what is good. Any wise men would opt for the bright positive side of things, wouldn’t they?
Celebrating birthday in a grand scale manner is not our tradition. However, remembering one’s birthday is important though. The more you are celebrating your birthday, means your age number is becoming bigger, which also means the nearer we are to the next phase of our journey. Birthday is a day when all of us first arrived to this temporary world, the third phase of our journey, after spending about nine months and ten days in our mothers’ wombs. Thus, reminding us, how compassionate and arduous she was then; the sacrifice and patience that she possessed and established had made us what we are today, ultimately with the Blessing, Grace and Mercy of the Almighty Allah swt.
This reminded me one of my favorite songs in the early 80s called ‘Anak’ by Freddie Aguilar:
When you were born into this world; your mom and dad saw a dream fulfilled; Dream come true, the answer to their prayers
You were to them a special child; Gave them joy every time you smiled; Each time you cried, they’re ar you side to care
Child, you don’t know, you’ll never know how far they’d go; To give you all their love can give; To see you through and God it’s true; They’d die for you, if they must, to see you here
How many seasons came and went; So many years have now been spent; For time ran fast and now at last you’re strong.

To ‘Afi and M Afiq, alf mabrouk, the world is yours; the journey had been outlined, the rules had been set, the guide had been laid out, the answers had been crafted, and both of you had been equipped by the Rabbul Jalil with the five senses and physiques………and now the game is all yours. All the best, sons.