The Album of My Life - A Journey of Memories, Struggles and Joys

This album, yes this album... "It's not just an album. And it can't happen at all...!" This album is like an autumn journey for me where every color, every moment and every picture speaks to my heart.

^{Picture is captured with my device Vivo Y51, edited on Canva}

Can images inspire survival and living? Could it prove to be our bad time companion? Memories...!

Yes, memories can be our companions of past moments that gave us the motivation to live. I often think about how memories can be a beacon of hope for a person in trouble.

^{Oh man! Oh man! ...... Could we meet again? ....Ah!... "Give me a tight hug." (Me to my father)}

Today I opened my drawer and was looking for some books. There was an album with my precious books. Yes, the same album I mentioned above.

^{"This album is not just a book, it is a sea of memories for me"}.

The pictures in it are not limited to pictures, but these pictures are a reflection of the precious moments of my life.

Behind every picture in this album there is a story and behind every story there is a life. It will not be wrong to say that life is a constant struggle. It doesn't matter,

"if...! You are the father's princess... But the lessons that life has to teach and the struggles it demands will be lived as it is."

Whether you guys agree with me or not, it will be your own perspective. I want to put it into words in the same way that I have seen life through the canvas.

I will consider it important to mention that this album is a part of my life that has taught me how to live. Yes, it's also fair to say that if I didn't have all this, I might have surrendered to difficult situations, lost myself and my organs, and my brain would have rusted...

^{But! But with the passage of time, difficulties also pass and happy memories always stay with us and I have these memories with me forever in the form of these pictures.}

The love of father and daughter is one of the blessings of nature, which is always close to the heart and gives joy to the heart. It is an unbreakable bond that no force in the world can break. It's been 6 years since I left my baba, but not a single day goes by when I don't miss him. It is a fact that they have gone far away from us.

"I cannot reach there even by shaking the earth and sky".

But their memories are always in our hearts. It will not be wrong to say that as the world is based on hope, we are also alive with the help of their memories.

^{My mind has also accepted the fact that Baba is no longer with us, but the heart still lingers in his memory as everything seems incomplete because of him}.

I don't know why, their memory is always with us, never leaves us alone even for a moment and always makes us strong.

My childhood has been memorable like other people and why not because I had the shadow of such a kind father on my head. My father was very fond of traveling. For this reason, I have traveled a lot in my childhood. A few years ago, we visited Murree.

^{Murree is a very beautiful region. It is also remembered as the Queen of Kohsar and is considered to be one of the jewels of Pakistan's beauty.}

Every year we used to go to Murree every year whenever there was summer vacation. I still remember that park in Ayubiyah where my father used to sit and do my hairstyles. We have many memorable memories, like playing various games with baba at Pindi Point and Kashmir Point. These are the pictures of the days when me, my father and my younger brother, all three of us visited during the summer holidays.

This picture in which you will see me (Queen 👑 of my Baba 🙈) and my younger brother enjoying ice cream. This is a picture of when we were walking to Pindi Point. So on the way, baba gave us ice cream.

"The seller had most types of ice cream."

I bought a cup of ice cream. And my brother didn't like any of these ice creams. Sometimes he picked one and sometimes another seller got annoyed.

Baba explained to Ali that pick one of them which you like. Then he bought a donut and said that I want what Aapi is enjoying too. Baba's scolding caused Ali to make a face which you can see in the picture. My brother was very mischievous from childhood and when I got along, the mischief would increase even more. Baba gave me a mobile phone to take it, and took pictures.

My brother and I went to the terrace and tried unsuccessfully to become tik tokers. Such a failure that the mobile went against the wall and the speaker of the mobile got damaged. Baba asked if something had happened to the mobile phone.

"Who screwed it up?"

I looked at Ali's face and Ali looked at mine.

Neither Ali nor I accepted this. Well, he was. Of course, our Baba and Baba knew everything about 🙈. He understood that the mobile was damaged by both of them together, but Baba also smiled. Then in the evening when we started enjoying hot tea,

^{I told Baba's ear that when we were taking pictures with the mobile phone, it fell from us, due to which the speaker was damaged.}

And the funny thing is that I told Ali not to tell Baba, and I told myself.

This photo that I am going to share is the photo shoot we did with the car. We did not stop from mischief even there. Taking pictures, I don't know what happened to us that we broke the Wave mirror. So in the pictures you will find my brother mostly serious and me smiling.

Baba used to spend most of our time with nature. So after enjoying the chairlift at Kashmir Point, we had lunch. Baba also started enjoying nature in the mountains there. At the same time, both of us siblings disappeared from Baba's eyes a little and the mischief in our minds was that we were playing games on the mountains.

^{"The game , Hide and Seek. Oh my goodness!" Allah protected us.}

Now that I have grown up, I understand how foolish we used to be, who plays such games of hide and seek on the mountains. Well, that was a good time that passed but left us with memories that will live on forever.

"Now we don't have fathers, nor that time, nor mischief... Alas for this helplessness".

There is much more to write, there is so much to write a book sitting down. But maybe I should move to the end of the post now because I wanted to share some memories with you guys in the form of these pictures.

^{Memories that are forever preserved in these photos and are closer to our hearts.}

I don't remember how many years have passed, but these pictures still give us the same feeling and comfort and love as if Baba is with us. Six years have passed since Baba passed away.

^{"Pictures may fade but memories live forever."}

Baba's smile lives on in these images that comfort and strengthen us all. In conclusion, I would like to say that this is not just an album, it is not a few photos, it is the pages of the book of my heart that I can never forget.

Best Regards,
Aalia Rubab ✍️