Tomorrow (ok, technically, it’s today as 4th June has begun) is Saboor’s first day at Cathedral High School. I’m nervous as well as excited for him. I feel he’s lived a different kind of sheltered life all along as far as schooling is concerned. And now all that is going to change.

I sincerely pray to Allah that he makes good friends there, the kind who will stick by him and not lead him astray. He’s a child who has so much joie de vivre in him, and I really hope that this school helps him find his potential, and doesn’t strangle any creativity that is there in him. And I also hope that I made the right decision by choosing this school.

Gosh…I’m sitting here blogging about this and Mansoor is sitting and watching the T20 match on TV with hardly any concern. I think we women worry on their behalf also!

And as for Azhaan. It was his first day of school and he went very happily until the gate. There he looked a little bit uncertain and then the ayah asked him to go with her and he refused. She carried him and went away and he bawled and cried and screamed and I got to hear that he did throw up, just as I had feared. It will take a little time for him to settle down. But it seems strange to admit it, I hardly felt any separation pangs when he went away inside. For Saboor, I now remember that I felt like crying myself. But I guess i’m a bit hardened now.

Ok, it’s time I went to sleep. At last the summer vacations are over!!!!!