My name is Zainab Khan. I am happily married and have a 3 months old son. I am a house wife with a passion to write. Since It has become little difficult to take out time for that so I thought why not blogging.
After a series of questions from different mothers and constant evaluation of my own feelings for my son, I still fail or probably I have not researched enough about the feelings of a mother for her child/ren. My precious fell on the floor like usual and me being me had no heart failure until I [...]
absorbing sweet scent of wet mud deep in my lungs.
But yes now this yearning is growing more and more with each passing day and excitement level is going up and up.
Why her? Why that age? Why same incident different victim? With so many other questions. And like always all these questions were left unanswered.
It is said that charity begins at home but the best charity given to our child is best nourishment or upbringing that we can give.
Every night my ears also catch the soothing sound of moving trains. The whistle and wheel movement bore a calming sound for my nerves and I can’t help but recall my maternal grandmother’s home.