Today during Fajr Prayers I was snoozing — despicable! Isn’t it?
The alarm rang, but I didn’t get up. Thankfully Son saved me from hell, and damnation. Seeing no light under my door 🚪, he rapped at it, and asked, “Mama! Have you said your prayer?”
“No”, I bolted from bed, and rushed to the bathroom. If he had not woken me, I would have missed my prayer.
I had a late night — result of seeing a movie. After my walk, I washed the dishes, and tidied up the kitchen after removing the last remnants of our evening meal. I sat down to enjoy my huge bowl of ice cream, and watch the movie Nola (my daughter) had recommended.
Before Son had gone to sleep 💤, I had remembered to ask him for the password. Son had changed the password the past week, and forgot to tell me. For the past few months I had not bothered to watch any movies on Netflix.
A night earlier I couldn’t sleep. I switched on Netflix on my iPhone 📱. I could only see the locked sign of a 🔑 on every show, and movie. I couldn’t go, and wake up Son as he had to get early to his job. I had meant to ask him when he returned, but forgot. Anyway for this movie I signed in with the new password. My name appeared on the screen of my IPad for me to unlock.
It’s a light hearted movie —- definitely a chicks flick, different from the usual run of movies. It has been adapted from from a book by the same name. All is well that ends well.