     Miskiin-Macruuf-Waryaa-Aqiyaar | Tuesday, April 10, 2001 - 02:06 pm
Salama...
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Nothing.
A leech-clot of an egg {a fetus} and a dot of liquid sperm.
Joined. A Melange.
The embryo grows--makes its root in the womb.
Conceived.
Carriage begins.
A flimsy of what's like a modern man appears--very delicate stages.
Pregnant.
Mother so excited, finally and officially she is 'pregnant' and expecting a wonderful, sweet baby.
More development.
A burden of nine unbearable months.
A labour arrives. Mother delivers.
For her much relief, jovial joy, and excitement, expectations turn opposite.
Crying starts.
A nightmare.
For the next, at least, twelve months, the burden multiplies--home will be no more the same. Regular silent of average non-children home gone.
A mess home.
Sleepless. Weariness. Defatigation.
Schedule turns upside down. Days you sleep, nights you don't. No question. For the mother, at least.
The test rests on him/er. The more burdensome, the more...
Then.
A happy, innocent tot.
Learns how to speak.
Questions fired--Mommy, why is the sky blue?
More growth--more strength.
Year by year.
At last, finally, the school age comes. Six, the year of school--maximumly.
The quiet excitement expires the moment the mother brings him/er to school and leaves.
Unexplained.
Perplexed. Afraid. Confused.
A crying-out-aloud.
Kindergarten. A bit self-complacent.
Senior. A self-confident.
Elementary. I-want-that-I-want-this attitude.
Middle High. A mixture of adolescent and childish behaviour.
Confused.
Junior High. Full adolescent.
Secondary School. A frowning and scorning face. I-am-always-right attitude. A rebellious.
Graduated. Finally. Jovial, happy. And--and if he is 'he'--muscular to show and shut 'others' up. He is no longer the 'little sweetie.' If she, you beg to save more $ for the magazines of tweeny-teeny.
If extra $.
Then.
A university or a college.
Higher education to pursue.
Graduation.
Celebration.
Undergraduate?
Perhaps, a Bachelor degree.
And finally, a Masters degree.
Gets a secure job.
A career.
Marries.
Has his/er own family.
Takes and risks a responsibility to raise a family.
Works for the next three decades.
A contemplation.
Asks the as-old-as-man questions:
The aspect of life? The purpose of life?
Depends on who s/he is, more God-fearing then. Or a none believer of any faith.
A middle age person.
Old.
Older.
Retires.
Takes to use his pension.
Vacationing.
More God-fearing, or a humanist, at least. Contemplates the nature around him.
A grandfather/mother.
His/er spouse passes away.
A lonely.
A frail.
Oldest.
Goes to retirement home.
To be taken care as was when s/he was a babe. As watchful as in that stage. Only this time, strangers are surrounding.
So sorry.
Was it it a worth shot?
You beg the answer.
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Fill yourself if I miss or left out any stages in-between.
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Nabadeey!! |
