Tag: father



Why you love me so much ,

That I couldn’t find any substitute of your love.

Why you trust me so much ,

That I just have to say something and you believe.

Why you believe me so much ,

That I need not to give you explanations.

Why you understand me so much ,

That with my voice pitch you know how I feel.

DAD !!

why you let me go away from you ,

When you know that,

No one gonna love me like you do,

No one gonna trust me like you do,

No one gonna believe me like you do,

No one gonna understand me like you do.

DAD !!

Why I miss you so much today ,

Yes !! I wanna tell you I miss you a lot,

You , my ocean of pure love ,

The only love which never change my whole life,



Noor Saeed.



Father – daughter’s first love and its true but I am here because I want whole world to know that how good husband he is.

My father has done Mechanical Engineering and then Master of Engineering in Mechanical design (stress analysis) and he is gold medalist. His job was designing, installation and commissioning of machinery plants and equipment. More than twenty three plants were installed and commissioned, under his supervision, by him and his team.

He is a very brilliant person. Along with his other qualities, he is a very good husband. My mom,in her forties, got sick to the level that she was not able to move even one finger. That day, I still remembered, when I was sleeping by her side in the afternoon. We woke up as usual for our tea time but when she got up, she fell down. I tried to pick her up. My father, brothers, everyone came to support her but she was not able to get up. Gradually, her whole body stiffed with time. We (me and my brothers) were very young at that time. My youngest brother was only eight years old. 

My father, even after that condition of my mom, took really great care of her and shared same bed with her. All friends, relatives and even my mom asked him to get married again but he refused. He said to my mom that you took great care of me , all through my life since we got married, you took care of my children and now its my turn. I saw him praying on plain floor,without praying mat, late at night and making dua for my mother. In the morning when I saw him giving massage to his knees and asked him that what happened baba/ father.He used to reply that nothing. I am fine. I know that my father did’nt move his leg whole night which was supporting my mother’s leg because she could’nt move. Once we turned her one side then she stayed there as she was not able to move by herself. My father never wanted to disturb her.

Got her checked everywhere. We came to know that she has “polymyositis disease”. Doctors said that she’ll be alive for few months more. My father did’nt give up. He studied homeopathic and got degree from well know institute. He started my mother’s treatment. After few months she started getting better. With both exercise and treatment, she was able to walk and move her body. Now still she is not able to get up by herself . We have to pick her up then she can walk but Alhamdulillah she is alive, cured and with us.

Now even after fifteen years, my father still love her very much. Its because of his love that she was cured. Its because of his love that she is still beautiful. I love my father from the core of my heart for loving my mom so much, for letting us know the true meaning of patience, for letting us know how to keep relations, for always being humble and polite, for always calling me and saying ;he had feeling  that I am not feeling good even if I did’nt inform him, for caring others and being so positive, for understanding and trusting me, for always praying for me and loving unconditionally.



Keep Smiling☺,

Noor Saeed.



“Do’nt mess with her”, its true especially when you have five brothers (MaShaAllah) who are there to take care of you when you are in school, college and university. Alhamdulillah, I am blessed to have five brothers and my childhood memories with them are very sweet.

Being the only daughter and sister , I was the princess of my own little kingdom (my home) where anything I need , I got it very easily.I was so dear to my parents and brothers. At school everyone was afraid of my brothers because they were tall and broad. No one can dare to mess with me at that time. 

Me and my brothers used to play cricket,football,basketball,badminton,table tennis and all other cultural games because we have big ground in our home . As I was brought up with brothers so thats why I was even talking the way boys used to talk. I never played with dolls. I was good in volleyball and baseball at school ,college level and got cups as team captain. Fabric painting was also one of my hobby.

At night, when me and my brothers used to walk on a terrace, we used to discuss many things. I still have their many secrets but no worries bros your secrets are still safe with me☺. Thank you Maan/mother, Baba/father and bros for making me feel so especial and giving me sweet memories. In this world where people think that daughters are burden, you make me feel like princess. Thanks for everything- the things you guys brought for me because you know I like them, trying to protect me everytime. Maan for making everytime new dress for me because only you know what style I like the most. Baba for loving me unconditionally and giving me alot of confidence.

“Love your daughters because they are blessing of Allah/God and they deserve your best.”

Keep Smiling☺,

Noor Saeed.