Parents Deserve More

By Annonymous

Mom and Dad, where are you
I can’t see you anymore
I don’t know what to do
I feel so insecure
You were always there
To mend my every pain
Broken hearts and despair

And bruises all the same
Thought I knew sadness
I never had a clue

MY pain close to madness
Now that I lost you
Not a day goes by your not on my mind
On this you can rely
I’ll love you for all time

As a child growing up, I was blessed to have the love and support of my parents. Coming to Canada at the age of 4, I can remember the hardships and turmoil my parents endured. Everything was foreign to them. It was a new beginning, a new life. But it would take some time for all of us to get accustomed to it. Living in a single room apartment, speaking broken English, my parents were barely making ends meat in 1990. To purchase a cup of coffee at that time felt like purchasing a car. Should we? Or should we not? More so than often, that coffee was usually turned down. Instead, my parents would use the change to buy me a treat. I remember sitting in the coffee shop, enjoying my chocolate donut as my parents looked on. At that age, it was never a big deal to me that my parents sacrificed so much for my sake. It didn’t hit me until I grew older. Till this day I ask my mother why you and dad sacrificed your coffee for me that day. I was given two answers. 1) Money was tight and 2) My parents saw more joy when they saw me happy. My mom told me that seeing her child’s happiness was far more worth it. Giving up a coffee seems small, but this story is simply an analogy to help you and I understand that our parents are ready to give up their lives, for the sake of our success and happiness.

My parents came to this country so that I could live a good life, get an education and make a name for myself. My parents left their own parents. They didn’t have too, but they chose too. Even during the financial rough patches in our early years, my parents would never let me feel that we were going through tough times.

Sitting back and reflecting, I feel obliged to share some of the things my parents did for me. In kindergarten, it was my mother who would walk me to school and pick me up everyday. She was always there before the bell rang, and not once was she late to pick me up.

As a child, I found it fascinating to ride on a subway. The speed of the train and the darkness of the tunnel was a thrill. It was my father who would happily take me on these subway rides on the weekends just so I could experience the thrill.

My parents were the ones who recognized the importance of religion, especially in this society. They repeatedly took me to the masjid, enrolled me in Quran classes and madressahs so that I could fulfill my Islamic duties. It was this care and upbringing that still makes me want to go the masjid today.

Out of all these things, I am most thankful for my parents for bringing me up in an Islamic environment. They gave me the resources, teachings and motivation to stay true to my religion. They informed me about the dangers of living outside of the boundaries of Islam, and disciplined me accordingly if I made mistakes. In this sense, I can say that my parents had a helping hand in saving my life because without Islam, I might’ve been heading on the path of destruction. Allah is above all, and He gave my parents the knowledge to guide me and my siblings. As youth, we don’t realize how big of a blessing this is. It’s time that we recognize.

It’s unfortunate that we as children have forgotten what our parents have done for us. They’ve showered us with their love, given us everything we’ve asked for and have alhumdullilah provided us with the resources to live according to the rules of Islam. In return, what have we done for them? No amount can ever fulfill what our parents have done for us, but we can at least try.

As our generation grows older, it’s important that we take a step back and look at what’s really important in our lives. Unfortunately, our society has turned us away from our parents. Society has placed our education, careers and leisure above parents. Spending time with parents in this culture is considered a bore, a ritual and grind. This is proven from corrupt western television shows and movies that brainwash our youth into thinking that parents are not your friends, but your enemies. As youth, we let society take over our minds. We actually believe that our parents are out to get us, that they have placed unfair restrictions on us and don’t want us to enjoy our lives.

I’ve spoken to friends and family who have lost their parents, and many of them tell me the same thing. They felt as if they hadn’t done justice to their parents. If your parents are still alive, do not waste your opportunity to serve them to the best of your ability. The reward of serving ones parents is unparallel and is considered as one of the best forms of worship. For those individuals who have everything but the love of their parents is truly a sad and unsuccessful individual.

How can we serve our parents? Serving our parents doesn’t mean we quit our school, jobs and become slaves at home. Make a simple phone call from work to check up on your parents. Take your mother out shopping once in a while. Spend some time in the morning before work with your father at the breakfast table. Bring home some Tim Hortons for the family. Wash the dishes occasionally. Baby sit your younger siblings. Have a conversation with them, talk to them about your school and career. Learn to listen to them, even if you disagree. Never show your anger and emotion towards them. Eat dinner with together. Go to the masjid as a family. On the drive home, discuss what you learned. Pray and read The Quran together. Live in harmony. These small acts go along way.

These are just some of the activities that can have a positive impact. As long as were alive, it’s our duty as muslims to serve our parents. Reflect on the times they have consoled us when we were down, or when they believed in us when nobody else did. Remember that they spent sleepless nights when we cried through the night as infants and changed our diapers constantly. Yet they never complained. And here we are, disrespecting our parents and ignoring them when they need our assistance.

It’s time for us to wake up, reflect, and reciprocate the love back to our parents.  God forbid something was to happen to them tomorrow, could we honestly say that we lived up to our parents expectations? Let’s take action …before time runs out.

Mom and Dad, where are you

I can’t see you anymore

I don’t know what to do

I feel so insecure

You were always there

To mend my every pain

Broken hearts and despair

And bruises al the same

Thought I knew sadness

I never had a clue

MY pain close to madness

Now that I lost you

Not a day goes by your not on my mind

On this you can rely

I’ll love you for all time

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