A Dream Come True

A Dream Come True
Her tiny hands and feet mesmerised me, my heart missed a beat when she looked at me with eyes full of innocence and bliss; they were pure and clean: they still had to look at the bad-bad world we live in. it is only a few minutes since she began her worldly journey, there are to be several years while her eyes to witness the drama of life, I know. Its protagonists are to keep changing every now and then, but there is sure to be a new drama enacted every single day she smiles and even when she frowns.



 I’m sure she was looking at me while she was wailing and  crying with all her might. I smiled to return the shrill cries announcing her presence and arrival into this world. Our contrastive gestures added to the solution of the enigma which was before me while she was an obscure entity. My heart beat a bit harder every second even as it thanked Allah for the blessing I had yearned to behold for a long time.



She was a tiny speck lying beside her mother while I looked at her; the iota of flesh and blood is to grow every second now, and so are her needs. I only hope I can fulfill all of them despite all shortcomings I have. I sometimes feel quite bad when I realise the inordinate delay there has been in her presentation as a protagonist in the drama of life. I may not be able to witness all scenes she is supposed to enact while on stage. I console myself with the belief that since this was ordained by Allah, there has to be something positive about it.



I wonder if I can attribute the delay to the shortcomings I have. I have found myself unable to do several things my peers and contemporaries can. Everyone seems to have run ahead, they are almost at the end while I am still digging my heels into the starting-block. A marathon has to be run, and there are several prizes to be won by many winners. Winning the marathon is not as important as touching the finishing-line, I know.  I only hope I shall be one of those who finish the marathon.



The marathon was initiated a long time ago, even before I was born, and everyone has been running in it. She had been merely a dream I had seen while I was in the initial stages of the marathon, it had begun to take a concrete shape when I had taken a bend in the road, and it there were her shrill cries beckoning me to her side which made me rush to her side. A dream had come true, and now it had taken a new shape and size. I begun to dream several new dreams the moment she heralded an entry into my world. These dreams are of different colours and shades. Several of these dreams are to come true in the coming years, while many shall have to bite the dust of time.



 A similar case presented itself with me. While many of my dreams fell to the ground, quite a few have come true. I thank Allah for all those dreams that did come true, and I also thank Allah for all those that couldn’t come true. I’m sure Allah had  a better reward for me in mind when He thwarted them. Anyway, I thank Allah for the dream that has come true in the form of Zeenat today.