Dr.Haseena's ARIGATO

 As I embarked upon my debut attempt at writing a book,I was so excited and imbued with so much enthusiasm.But along the journey,I realise that it is not at all an easy one. I salute all the authors out there.I had never ever understood it when many authors I know,said that each of their creations were  like delivering a baby.Being pregnant,nurturing it,dreaming about the baby,tolerating all the pangs and pains of the changing physique till on the day of the delivery when she has to be the sole bearer of all the pain.But the little face that shows up from her own body erases all the pangs of the bygone days in a second. As I selected my topic to  begin my author journey(Healing journeys of Single moms)  I never knew I would be transformed from the empathetic but detached physician to the sympathetic extremely sensitive ordinary woman who lives the pain of each of her characters. Even though I had journeyed through the severest of pains as a single mom,I was immensely fortunate enough t

 My search for a spiritual meaning of life started at 7 years of age,when I was introduced into Quran by my ustad at the local madrasa where all children of the neighborhood muslim families are compulsorily enrolled.Apart from the jolly walk with a bunch of buddies and the light play time at  theMadrasa,I found no charm in by hearting the verses of the quaran without knowing the meaning of a single word. Our  ustad,a very old sweet man used to feed us with interesting fables of the prophets which I loved.But he also fed us with stories of fear and terror about life after death and sin and good which I could never ever assimilate. During one such session,he taught us the meaning of kafir,which is anybody outside Islam and you are not even allowed to touch one of your non Muslim friends once you do the ablutions for the customary namas five times a day.This came as a big shock because in the community I was living at that time,almost 90 percent of our neighbors were non Muslims and we al