The Bus is here...

It was quite an occasion for me. It was an even bigger occasion for him. It was the first day he was to take the school bus. The night before, he was having a second thought. Then I took out his toy gun, and played with him shooting targets. With the most subtle of hints, I reminded him about his side of the deal - that he has agreed to take the school bus if I bought him a toy. He was perceptive enough to know and claim responsibility to honour his words.

"Will you be there tomorrow morning when I take the bus?" He asked.

"Of course....I will be there" I reassured him, and immediately set my alarm. The bus was to come at 6.45am and he was the second to be picked up.

Luqman worries about things generated only by his imagination. For instance, he was worried about what would he talk about with whoever kid who sits next to him.

"You know I don't like to talk early in the morning.....shall I pretend to sleep?" He asked, worried.

"You can listen to musics....that way you don't have to talk" suggested his brother Haziq.

"But I am not allowed to bring the MP4 to school" He retorted.

"You can talk little bit...at least to say good morning to your friend on the bus" I chipped in.

"Can I bring the MP4 ayah?" He asked, against his own instinct but hoping I would say yes.

And I said yes! Lil frowned, but gave in.....

So, that night we helped him to upload more songs into his MP4.

The morning arrived. I didn't sleep after the Fajr prayer and chose to wait for his bus to come. I was anxious about how he would react at the crucial moments. So, I was half ready in clothes decent enough to drive him to school just in case.....
LiL was more relaxed.
Luqman was quite chirpy....and was even willing to pose for pictures while waiting for the bus.



Then ....it happened!

Like a true man...he shook and kissed my hands, then strode confidently to the bus....put his best foot forward...and did not even look back. I waved him goodbye.....and he was gone. My youngest son.....is growing up faster than I myself is ready to let him go. But when he strode out as confidently as he was that morning, I knew I have little to worry about. Perhaps, LiL knew her son better for she was relaxed all the way.