The school bag (how the life hits)

Going for work with baba

As I walked with my father to his office, I felt very excited. My father had asked me to come with him to the office, and I was eager to learn more about his work.

My father's office was a big building with many rooms. There were many people working there, and they all seemed very busy. My father introduced me to his colleagues, and they were all very friendly and welcoming.

My father showed me around the office and explained what he did. He worked as an accountant, and he was responsible for managing the finances of the company. I was fascinated by what he did, and I asked him lots of questions.

"What do you do all day, Baba?" I asked.

"I work on the computer and do lots of math," he replied. "I have to make sure that the company's finances are in order."

"That sounds like a big responsibility," I said.

"Yes, it is," my father said. "But I like it. I like working with numbers and solving problems."

As we sat down at his desk, my father looked at me with a serious expression. "Muneeb, beta," he said. "I want to give you a new responsibility. I want you to help me with some of my work."

I felt a surge of excitement and pride. I was eager to help my father and learn more about his work. "Yes, Baba," I said. "I would be happy to help."

My father smiled and handed me a folder. "Here is some work that I need you to do," he said. "I want you to go through these papers and make sure everything is in order."

I took the folder and began to work. It was a big responsibility, but I was determined to do a good job. I worked hard, making sure everything was perfect.

As I worked, my father sat at his desk and worked on his computer. He would occasionally look up and smile at me, and I could tell that he was proud of me.

After a while, I finished my work and handed the folder back to my father. He looked through it and smiled. "Well done, Muneeb," he said. "You have done a great job."

I felt a sense of pride and happiness. I had done a good job, and my father was proud of me. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was eager to continue helping my father and learning more about his work.

As we left the office and walked home, I felt a sense of contentment and happiness. I had learned a lot that day, and I was grateful for the opportunity to help my father.

I knew that I would always cherish the memories of that day, and I was eager to continue learning and growing. I was proud to be my father's son, and I was determined to make him proud.

As we walked home, my father put his hand on my shoulder. "Muneeb, beta," he said. "I am proud of you. You are growing up to be a responsible and hardworking young man."

I felt a surge of pride and happiness. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was eager to continue growing and learning. I was grateful for my father's guidance and support, and I was determined to make him proud.

As we approached our house, I saw my mother waiting for us at the door. She smiled at us and asked, "How was your day, Muneeb?"

"It was great, Mama," I replied. "Baba gave me a new responsibility, and I got to help him with his work."

My mother smiled and put her hand on my shoulder. "I'm proud of you, Muneeb," she said. "You're growing up to be a responsible and hardworking young man."

I felt a sense of pride and happiness. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was eager to continue growing and learning. I was grateful for my parents' guidance and support, and I was determined to make them proud.

As we went inside the house, I felt a sense of contentment and happiness. I had learned a lot that day, and I was grateful for the opportunity to help my father. I knew that I would always cherish the memories of that day, and I was eager to continue learning and growing.

As the day went on, I couldn't stop thinking about my new responsibility. I felt proud of myself for doing a good job and for making my father proud.

My father and I sat down to have lunch together. He asked me more questions about my work and gave me some feedback. I listened carefully and took his suggestions to heart.

After lunch, my father gave me some more work to do. I worked hard and made sure to do everything correctly. As I finished my work, my father looked at me with a proud smile.

"Muneeb, beta, you're doing a great job," he said. "I'm proud of you for taking your responsibility seriously."

I felt a surge of pride and happiness. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was eager to continue growing and learning. I was grateful for my father's guidance and support, and I was determined to make him proud.

As the day came to an end, I felt a sense of accomplishment and pride. I had learned a lot and had taken my new responsibility seriously. I knew that I would always cherish the memories of that day, and I was eager to continue learning and growing.