Naqib's Birthday: One year and One Day Old

Mama, Naqib (center) n Ayah at Morib Beach on the 24th of March 2012 celebrating Naqib's first anniversary -a delayed celebration by only one day. But it's still 'happening' 'cause nearly million of  spectators were present witnessing the most unforgettable occasion. You know what was it so? As far as I can remember , no body cried on this special occasion. This is the beauty about Naqib. Don't you think so? Please look down, open your eyes as wide and huge as you can.

Naqib the birthday boy: 'This is my birthday cake mama, not yours. Neither you ayah. Let me do it myself. I know how to handle that plastic knife. I need no teacher for that. It's so simple like A,B,C...Z. No problem for me to slice this memorable cake of mine into pieces. I can manage myself' with zero mistake. After all I am already one year and one day old.'  Mama: 'Then why are you crying like a new born baby?'. Ayah: 'Yes, why why why Naqib. Let sincerely tell the crowd, please '. Naqib:'Crowd? How many spectators witnessing my day? Million? And I believe they are all brought together with them presents. How nice. But the cake is so beautiful, so memorable and it is so expensive. I was whispered by some body that the recipe is so secretive. It is made in a place called Secret Recipe. How can I spoil this special cake.No no I won't do that. Not for this serene occasion'. Mama n Ayah: 'Please Naqib you have to do that otherwise no birthday song for you'. 

Naqib: 'Done. Every body should be happy. Mama n Ayah ' Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Naqib ,happy birthday to my son, syada-syada'. Naqib: Thank you mama n ayah. You are so loving. 

Million of spectators picturing together. You can my grandpa, abang Yoysef in the stroller , grandma, myself in between ayah and mama and my new friend, sorry I forgot to ask his name.

Few days after the celebration we went to a restaurant 'Seoul Garden' in Melaka. We had our lunch. It was a nice lunch. You look at me carefully, focus on my mouth. What say you?  

From right, my grandma, grandpa, mama and ayah. My uncle Acikman was the photographer of the day. You notice, they were all smiling showing off their teeth except me. Why? 'Cause Acikman was so quick clicking the camera, giving me no time to create a beautiful and special smile of the year. Not like my grandpa, grandma, mama and ayah they were the stereotyped people, old-fashioned type of smiling, showing off their teeth. My imaginary smile is a type that no body would be able to imagine. It's so imaginary. Anyway I must thank to all my dearest especially my mum and dad, my tokpa and nenek, ummi alang and alang yad, acikman, acikmin and my grandpa and grandma, my uncles and aunt in Kuala Kangsar. But not to forget my acu T in Mansoura Egypt . I have a special message for acu T: Never never forget ole-ole from Mansoura. Thank you everybody for loving me. Now I am already One year and One day Old.