My mother asked me if my father called to wish me for my birthday.
Gosh, I didn't even think of it, until she mentioned it. I guess I didn't even want to think of it. I thought I had let the issue go but apparently, for me to write this, there is still about 9% left :D
So Pappa dearest, if and should you be reading my blogg, funny isn't it, that you once said that celebrating birthdays is not islamic, how is it that you can ring the whole world at 7am to wish them happy birthday but you somewhat forget mine, Bisha's and Umma's?
*listening to Chumbawamba's I get knocked down*
I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
