Saad Khan Photography

It’s hard to write a Mother’s Day post. I mean how do you wrap up everything that what a mom does into a few short paragraphs? So I searched the deep recesses of my memory to epitomize a moment I had with my mom that reflected her sheer awesomeness. And I could not think of one, because each of these memories contained something small, and not at all memorable, but the collective of these moments are what defines who my mother is to me.

I remember how she stayed up hours with an inhuman amount of patience helping me with my homework, specifically Urdu. I remember when she made an entire platter of food because I told her at the last moment that I was supposed to bring food to a gathering and never complained. I love her everlasting optimism which has seen her through some ridiculously difficult times I’ve put her through (And by difficult, I mean you want to bang your head against the wall because you’re just that mad difficult). I love her dedication towards education and work ethic, one that has been an inspiration.

Over my entire life, my mother, like so many mothers out there has a tendency to nag, yell, embarrass me in front of my friends, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now, the awesome thing with what I do is that I get to be with so many couples on their wedding day. I get to see the start of their marriage. Some of them have started new families! To every last one of them, happy Mother’s Day!

 

 

 

And since I had the amazing privilege to photograph both of her children

 

 

 

 

My very beautiful mother

 

 

 

Now I’m assuming my mom is reading this. To her and the entire world, I would like to point out one fact. Between my sister and I, despite the grief I’ve put my mother through, I think she prefers me. Case in point, photographic evidence of my sister’s interaction with my mom.
Sarah not respecting the rules of shotgun and trying to shove mom away

 

 

Sarah trying to choke my mom to get to the inheritance early

 

 

Jokes aside, I’d like to end this post on a more serious note. Women, or rather strong women have been a defining characteristic in my family. My grandmother is the most astounding person I know. Her zeal and determination towards what she thinks are virtues of the highest importance (pursuit of knowledge and perfection) has taken her from a rather modest background to raising three children in the 50s and 60s while attaining her Masters in Physics, and being the best in her class. She recently underwent an extremely serious operation, and recovering well. Never letting something as trivial as an open heart surgery slow her down, she pressures my uncle and father to do better, even if it is finding fruit

 

Happy Mother’s Day!