Happy Babai Day

In our home, I am not just Dad. I’m Babai. A name wrapped in laughter, strength, and bedtime tickles. It’s not just what they call me, but how they see me—a coach, protector, storyteller, lunch-packer, & a joke-cracker. Their hero in slippers. And this year, on Father’s Day, I wanted to bottle up what I meant to them. So, I asked our three little ones a question I’ll never forget: If Babai were a smell... what would he be? Musa, our oldest, didn’t skip a beat. “Citrus! And that sharp ginger stuff!” He grinned. It’s how you smell after your shower when you’re getting ready to go somewhere important. Maryam, with her usual quiet grace, hugged me and whispered “Lavender and Iris. That soft smell when you hug me at night.” And then there is Mahdi, wide-eyed and giggling, blurting out, “Pineapple and Guava. You smell like fun!” Because for him, every tickle fight and backyard race with Babai smells like happiness. I listened. I blended. And together, we created something deeply personal. Happy Babai Day opens with the crisp brilliance of Citrus Zest, bright Pineapple, and juicy Guava. A trio that feels like sunlight bouncing off the morning routine, cheerful and energizing.