Ilham, dear my son

Many many happy returns of the day.

Ilham, dear my son,

Today Saturday,

And you were born on this Saturday,

Calm, quiet and tranquil,

Opening two new beautiful eyes

To new undefined life.

Ilham,

On this day of weekend,

Where every end gives start

To a new beginning,

Nothing special I can give more:

But a blank new paper,

Or a new mirror,

Or a new open window.

For you to write

New, different and unique

Stories and poetries of life,

For you to reflect

New, different and unique

Walks of life, and

For you to see and create

New directions and dimensions to life.

Ilham,

You were born blank,

As a new dot

In the vastness of totality.

You will start too

This day, this moment

Blank, as a new dot

Where, Ilham:

Past is for the lessons,

The room that is closed,

To strengthen you

With its treasure.

Never to burden.

Past is the roots

That will stand you,

Giving you all you need

From unknown beneath.

Future is for expanding,

To look high and think different

Future as the branches will bear

The fruits and flowers

In the skies that is open

With new many worlds

Unpredictable walks and dimensions.

Never, Ilham, future is

To threaten or frighten you

But to open many other

Walks and options as yours.

The present, on this floor

As a dot of life, totality, God,

You need to dance and celebrate,

In the way of your work and play

Studies and researches

To perfect the same

Life, totality, God

And to claim

With all courage and confidence

That you too are part of, and

Make the same totality, God, life.

Ilham,

Present is the trunk,

The body and the stage

The life lives in and prepares,

For which the roots,

The past and backbones, are

And from which the branches,

The future, the flowers and fruits

Will be.

Ilham,

A genuine natural singer,

An immensely talented cricketer,

A pathbreaking intelligent student

In you come together

All three aspects of

God, the totality, life

Making it the day-to-day

Talk, walk and the act of life.

For sure, Ilham,

You will defeat

All the challenges

And will break

All the barriers

In your simple way of

Keeping quiet outwardly

And fighting hard inwardly.

All the very best on your

This day of birth.

Many many happy returns of the day.

A father and a mother

Really proud of you,

My Son.