KIDS... WHAT'RE YOU DOING?

About hardship and  happiness of a child's thought in other countries...

I was thinking... While I'm doing the thing I should have done...

Suddenly I realized how's the daily life of other youths

just like me living far away from my country...

So I thought maybe someone like me, ages as me doing something

exactly like me such as playing football, shooting the marbles or maybe flying the kite 

on the open field laughing, giggling ,rolling down for having so much fun together...

How wrong I was for thinking like that...

Turn out it's beyond more than I can expected for...

It's a shame for even to compare my life to other kids out there..

As I keep asking the question;

WHAT'RE YOU DOING?

(Credits pictures from various E-sources)

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The answers remained wondering in my mind...

I should have realised how fortunate I am...

Living in a peaceful and prosperous country...

'Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu dinegeri sendiri'

I should be thankful... I should be grateful...

Here's to you my friends whoever you are,wherever you live...

I pray for a better living among us...

if it's not too much to say...

HAPPY CHILDREN DAY...

OUR PRECIOUS AMEERA(PRINCESS)

Me... Muhammad Syahmir...

Once... I'm the only one...

I can do pretty much everything I want...

Taking controlled of my family entertainment and leisure...

I could demand a vacation, a bigger side of bed, or tagging along their back...

I was always right all along...

With the 3 of us I'm the foremost level...

Never question about my command or accept the consequences...

Usually I'll just sobbing away and get what I required...

Brother... Muhammad Syahmar... 

And then... There was two...

My brother was borned four years apart and I accepted it with high expectation...

That I can get a reliable friend  I can directed or do whatever I need...

Pick-up my stuff or I'm doing the talking as you're my labour...

Cruel indeed but I've to shown my superior for some respect and rank...

We had fight, quarrelled, for every reasons available, usually about toys,

taking a bath, or maybe which shirt to wear, but commonly which side of bed to sleep

Every single day is about settlement...

We get along better unless  the appeal directly to my approval...

Is there going to be the third?

We can only hope...

THREE IS A CROWD?

And then... For another 2 years apart it's becomes apparent...

A surprising news causing a delusion among us...

But this time a different gender awarded to complement our life...

A thorny sprig certainly need a flower decorated on top...

A graceful butterfly will one day alight to spread the love...

Sister... Siti syahnur Ameera...

The blessing day awaited for so long finally arrives...

The sparkle of spring blossom bringing glow to our family...

With passions and glory we're grateful to Allah for giving us the opportunity 

to relish happiness while not perfect nevertheless as a fondness family...

As the eldest... I've become the family's stronghold...

More wiser, more precision, my decisions is decisive to all my siblings...

I should be their leader of spirit and hope...

As a good example and praiseworthy to be followed...

Instead for a while... I've become a rebel... ...

Why should I've to do the heavy lifting? Pick-up the laying clothes...

Or do the funny faces... So my younger wouldn't weep...

I finally realized I'm much needed for family's value..

It's a tough job but somebody got to do it....

It has been for 8 months now... 

She's already crawled all over the places and I...

as the eldest has to watch out for her...

A recent duty adding to my responsibilities...

I could complaint... Or leave her all alone doing  her own...

Yet I wondered how's she going to learn to regard or obeying me?

No, no I could never let down any prospect involving my family... Why?

Because she is our PRINCESS!

Our precious jewel that must be polished and cared for all the time...

SITI SYAHNUR AMEERA...

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD!