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Innocence is bliss!

Posted on: January 18, 2012


I know I know my worthy readers that  proverb is ignorance is blissJ but, there is more loveliness in innocence than ignorance especially when beloved and close to heart small grand children are talked about.

I have precious and very beautiful on hand memos of my adorable children’s views and reviews on picky topics.

My youngest granddaughter Aliza was 3 days old when got home from hospital.  The words of wisdom started to pour out from their mouth very solemnly. The first question was very important. It was, if Aliza is a boy or girl.  They failed to identify her sex. So they got awfully confused.  Their conviction remained doubtful. They decided to turn to another very important issue. It was the age of Aliza.  

I was listening to them with thorough interest enjoying a lot.   Each one of them had different opinion of Aliza’s age.  Little Aliza lay sleeping peacefully least bothered of her age. When I saw them get irritated reaching to no conclusion said,” She’s 9 months old.” Hammad her eldest cousin happily said, “Wow!  She’s older than him.” He was 6 years then. All of them were very fond of the baby and wanted to take her to their home. But her elder sister and brother would not part away with Aliza at any cost. As a result they all started to fight. I interrupted them by asking. “Who will feed her and who will wash her?”  That was something not desirable by any one of them as they themselves needed that helpJ  so fortunately all backed outJ

Adina determinedly asked her mother to give birth to a baby especially during summer vacations.

Mind you readers, summer vacations was just after two monthsJ

One day while making breakfast my daughter in law looked for the loaf of bread every where in the kitchen, cabinets, dining table cupboards but it was no where to be found. So she asked every one.  Suddenly she caught a glimpse of the loaf on Taha’s tricycle. Taha had put the loaf on his cycle’s seat and sitting on the loaf was riding   his cycle. When asked why did he put it there. The answer was simple——-“it was soft and fun to sit on”J

Hasnain is an outstanding student of his class.  One day he came very happy n told his mother that he got excellent in all his sums. When my daughter saw his copy all sums was wrong n each sum was crossed out. On inquiring Hasnain simply said that X is for excellentJ

We run a school of our own. Due to shortage of water we decided to dig a well. We debated and discussed but could not decide where to dig. Risk was there for school children and also that water line may not get mixed with sanitary channel.  Ali was a small child. He listened to all our discussion.  Suddenly he came up with a brilliant idea. He suggested digging the well on the roof. He believed that school children will be safe and water will not get contaminated either. It was so difficult to control the outburst of laughter. But tried our best to stay composed and appreciated his full of wisdom advice.

One day I gathered all my adorable energizers and asked them about their future plans.  One of them wished to become a watchman. He loved to blow whistle and ride his cycle all night with a wooden staff in handJ

The other boy planned to drive a truck on the highway. Adina wished to go around the world and eat all delicious dishes n fruits available on earth. Adina just loves to eat anything but she can’t resist eating cake. From her very first birthday no matter whose birthday, she’s the first one to nudge her finger in the cake and lick the chocolate.

Aliza wants to marry her dad and become a heroin. When asked why become a heroin. She said when a heroin walks every one say—“-wow what a pretty girl”J  Aliza wishes her dad to reduce his size n age to her size n age so she takes him to her school with her.

Omer is my grandson in Canada. He has his pet tortoise. It is named Bhai Rehmat.  Hasnain is here in Karachi. Both of them are same age. Hasnain has two chicks. They both exchange their views on their pets on Skype.  Omer told Hasnain that his tortoise, Bhai Rehmat is sleeping for last two weeks. Hasnain being always in panic told his mother that Omer is been sleeping for two weeksJ When her mother corrected him then only Hasnain calmed down with relief.

As one of the bloggers Eric Alagan says that, written words never die so I would share my perception about my grandchildren with my readers.

Hammad has a pleasant personality with especial knack of computers. He is very caring honest and trouble-free natured boy. He’s always ready to help and compromise. He’s apple of his mother’s eye.

Anusha is very pretty girl with all her effeminate vanity,   intelligence and caring attitude. She loves to wear fashionable dresses with matching jewelry.  She’s a typical eastern belle.

Adina is a tom boy. She is fond of her brother very much. Talks and walks like boys wearing boys’ outfit mostly. She’s very smart and loving girl. She loves goat’s kids.

Hasnain is very innocent,  intelligent and outstanding student. He’s always in a hurry to run, laugh and do something. He is very God-fearing with a virtuous heart.

Taha is same like Hasnain.  He’s very active innocent and always in a hurry. He loves to eat fruits, eggs along with all junk and fast food. He is a good student as well.

Aliza is every one’s darling.  She’s very dainty pretty doll like girl. She adores her father more than anything in the world. She has very sharp memory and aptitude to grasp and retain.

I am so grateful to almighty Allah that HE has blessed me with such lovely grandchildren. They have very strong bond of friendship and cordial feelings among themselves. I wish each of them live a long healthy n happy life as a good human being and serve the world with sincerity n positive approach. Amen!    


26 Responses to "Innocence is bliss!"

Bohat acha laga or maza aiya parh k


What a beautiful piece of writing.This would be a treasure for your grand children.Lucky grand children to have such a talented Granny.Live Long.


thank you Sabiha dear:)




Ali Hasnain my dear darling. you words give me strength to wrote more. my advice for you all children is to always cherish you relationship with each other. always stand by each other in times of joy n sorrow. forgive n forget is the best policy to keep relation strong n unbroken. love you


lol so sweet
I really enjoyed reading it. They all are lovely flowers of our garden. may Allah gave them hidayat,happy and healthy life.keep them in your prayers always


zindagi kay hr moor pe kitni khushian , kitnay rung aur kitni khobsorti hay . aap kay blogs may yah teen khasoosiyat numayain hain 🙂


Humera ji aap ne stamp laga di thank you dear:) mera main title bhi, JUST BLISS he ha:) love you always


Dearest Tanveer,
“…there is more loveliness in innocence than ignorance…”

Very true in words and deeds. No matter what name we call God, He always speaks through children, the Voice of God.

I love this post and thank you for sharing about your family with us.


Thank you Eric dear for your kind comments and you are very right. whatever name we give its HIM above who takes care of all of us. Children and flowers are true manifestation of god


Dear Anno Baji,

This was an absolute pleasure to read! Unfortunately I don’t visit Pakistan often enough, and I haven’t seen your grandchildren for the last 5 years – but I can still remember how energetic, cute and funny they were! I loved reading this, it felt as though I knew all of them again 🙂



Dear Nano,
I read your blog and enjoyed very much.pics are also very cute and funny . I like your blog very much.
Thank u Nano write more blogs like this.
love u nano
Hammad Tariq


my dear Hmma ji thank you for your comments. now i want you all to start writng blogs . its easy. jo dil me ai likh do:)
love you more


MashAllah, may Allah(SWT) keep them and you smiling always 🙂


Thank you for making my tortoise very popular in the bloggers world. I’m happy you mentioned my name among all your grandchildren. I wish to visit you and all my cousins in Pakistan. I enjoyed talking to Hasnain on Skype and i look forward to talk to the others.


my dear Omer thank you for liking my blog. you are very important n so is your tortoise. that’s why i mentioned you n your dear tortoise. you are one of my dear grandchildren so I love you as much as i love others. 🙂 keep writing.


Thank you very much, please visit us in Canada.My tortoise is impatiently waiting to see you.


thank you my dear Omer for inviting us to Canada. we all are very anxious to see your tortoise too. love you anno nani


Wah, maza aa gaya,
Faisla karna mushkil ho gaya hay k , kis baat par zyada hansi aai 🙂
Good to know about your family , Masha Allah, they are cute. 🙂


mujhe b bohat accha laga k tum ne perha:)




A million kisses and never ending embrace for you and your post, full of excitement. I believe your grand children and their innocence keep you energized for writing such interesting blogs.

Lots of Love and best wishes to all of you.


my dear Farhana millions of hugs to you for being there. love you


This is amzing, wonderful, lovely. I wish I could had a grandmother like you. I was looking for some article for my nephew to help him for his assignment. Awesome……….


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