The Cry That Changed My Life

By Syed Majid Gilani

April 30, 2014, is not just a date for me. It is a memory that returns each year with warmth and gratitude.

That day, the city was under strict curfew. Outside Modern Hospital, Rajbagh, there was uncertainty and silence, but inside the hospital, I waited for a moment that would change my life forever. The contrast between the unrest beyond those walls and the quiet anticipation within made every passing second feel heavier, as hope and anxiety intertwined.

By the grace of Allah, and owing to my duties at the time as a Sub Inspector in the Vigilance and Inspections Wing of the then Commercial Taxes Department, I was able to manage everything. For that, I remain deeply thankful.

When your mother was taken in for a caesarean delivery performed by Prof. Dr. Tasneem Gowhar, every moment felt long. My heart was filled with both worry and hope. And then, suddenly, I heard it, your first cry.

Sarah, that sound was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. It filled the room with joy and brought peace to my heart. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the well-being of your mother and you, my newborn daughter.

At that precious moment, I kissed your forehead, whispered the gentle words of the Azaan into your ears, and named you Sarah, meaning “purity and brightness.” When I first held you, wrapped in a soft blanket, your tiny fingers curled around mine, and I felt a deep sense of responsibility and love.

It was a moment of pure bliss and deep gratitude, a reminder of the precious gift of life. I remain deeply thankful for the kindness and care of Prof. Dr. Tasneem Gowhar, and for the warmth of Mr. Jan Sahib, the proprietor of Modern Hospital, whose presence made that difficult time easier.

Your birth changed me, Sarah. Becoming a father to a daughter awakened feelings I had never known before. I felt a strong desire to protect you, guide you, and always stand by you.

As the years passed, I watched you grow. Your first steps, your first words, and your small achievements filled my heart with quiet pride. Every moment with you has been special, and every memory is precious.

I fondly remember the day Mohammad Shafi, our trusted hairdresser, visited our home, Gilan House, to perform the sacred ritual of your first head shave in accordance with Islamic tradition. That tender moment remains close to my heart. Soon after, your studio portrait, prepared by Mimmic Colour Lab, was displayed in our lobby, a proud memory for us all.

I also remember the day your mother and I bought your first tricycle. Your bright red tricycle quickly became your favourite, and your daadi would lovingly watch over you as you rode along the pathway and lawn.

Among my most cherished memories is our visit to the Hazratbal Shrine, where I offered Nimaz-e-Shukrana, thanking Allah for blessing us with you. Not long after, we enrolled you in Crescent Public School, Naseem Bagh, marking the beginning of your educational journey. Your first day at school was a moment of celebration, and when the school van stopped at the gate of our beloved home, it began a routine I still remember vividly.

Today, you are in the 7^th grade at Crescent Public School, Naseem Bagh, Srinagar. I feel proud watching you grow into a kind, thoughtful, and graceful young girl.

Like all children, you went through the usual illnesses, coughs, colds, fevers, and other small discomforts. I remain thankful to your pediatrician, Prof. Dr. Wajid Ali, and the staff at Tawheed Medical Hall, Alamgari Bazar, for making your vaccinations and boosters almost tear-free. Their care has meant a lot to us.

During the global lockdown of 2020, the quarantine period remains etched in my memory with striking clarity. I was under quarantine, confined to a small room on the ground floor, where even the briefest glimpse through the narrow gaps in the doorframe became a source of comfort and quiet hope. Those fleeting moments, though simple, carried a deep sense of reassurance in a time filled with uncertainty.

Securing school admissions, arranging a tuition teacher, and inviting a Moulvi Sahib for Quranic lessons ensured that all of you received a strong and balanced foundation.

Morning walks, cycling trips, picnics, and family outings brought moments of pure happiness into our lives. The laughter we shared while passing through Chandni Chowk, Gumat Bazar, and Jewel Chowk remains unforgettable, carefree and innocent moments that continue to live vividly within me.

I often share my stories, hoping my children will find guidance, strength, and inspiration in them. Though hardships did arise, they only deepened our bond and strengthened our connection. Visits to sacred and spiritually significant places laid a profound spiritual foundation that I trust will continue to guide you throughout your lives.

I often think of the teachings of my late great-grandfather, Moulana Syed Mohammad Yasin Shah Gilani. His life continues to guide me, and I strive to pass those values on to you and your brothers. Each of you is unique, and together you have filled our home with love, purpose, and meaning.

My dear Sarah, as your birthday comes once again, I make a simple prayer for you:

May you always be healthy and happy.

May you receive the best education.

May you grow into a person of strong character and kindness.

May you always walk on the right path and make us proud.

You are a blessing in my life, Sarah. I thank Allah for you every single day. No matter how much you grow, you will always remain the little girl whose first cry changed my life forever.

My life is devoted to my children. I promise to remain your rock, your guiding light, and your safest haven. With love, tears, and unending longing, my heart beats solely for Arshad, Sarah, and Murshad. My life’s purpose is simple yet profound: to see you remain forever connected to your roots, your heritage, and the values that define who you are.

Happy Birthday, my dear Sarah.

With love and prayers,

Your Papa

(Syed Majid Gilani is a Government Officer, storyteller, and opinion writer. He writes on family, faith, resilience, and moral values.)