A crazy start to a crazy week.
This image made me laugh. We all dread mondays in our lives. It takes me back to the time when we had sundays as the beginning of the week. Did we all dread sundays back then? Weekends come and rush by in a jiffy! there are some who start dreading monday way before the weekend even start and keep dreading it till it doesnt come face to face with them. While i am actually trying to pretend its not Monday! Hahah.. talk about being in denial. Theres so much ON my head to deal with at the moment, but its going to happen on the pace its meant to happen. Im at it!!!
Hey you life, come on!!! I’m ready for a head-on-collision!
*pow*
KU _ jury day :)
27.09.2011
Promptly at 11am we drove in the gates of Karachi University and I smiled 
KU, a place where I was longing to visit for almost 8 years till yesterday. Hearing about all what the university had to offer, I was excited to visit. It was HUGE, the campus is like a city on its own. It was refreshing. Greenery all around, cafeteria spaces not one; but many. It was a very good feeling, the fact that I was finally visiting KU but also the fact that I was called in for a jury *big thing* Alhamdolillah!
So it was a jury for the architecture students who had designed a school space for refugee kids at the Burma-thai border and were meaning to incorporate traditional crafts like weaving and basketry. Sehr, who had invited me was equally excited on the idea that I was visiting for the first time. She said that PG kay tiny samosay were a MUST! So yes, I had those samosas. They were yummilicious.
I was given a brief tour, the stairs, the cafeteria where the rangers sat. She said the visual studies department building was one building with 3 ramps, and that was one of a kind. I was there for a couple of hours. Must say it was a veryyy refreshing experience. Sehr, Chayya and Salman – good company
Allah mian, Thankyou 
Art Lootmar II – T2f
Art Lootmar II, happened on the 18th and 19th of June 2011. It was an event I was looking forward to. Had always been part of T2f(The second floor) virtually so was excited to be part of this exhibit amongst 12 other young artists. I was participating with my work from Ghazal Pirzada Creeative Studios. There was Anam Haleem(a friend and brother), Friends from Kaghaz kay karnamay, Mahin and the Ayesha’s from the Indus clan and a few others part of the troop. The first day went by great! With friends, family, colleagues and other artists from the community visiting, the highlight was Haider Ali’s live demo on his Truck Art paintings. The evening went by fast and I left for home happy and very satisfied with my participation at the Art Lootmar II at T2f.
The second day which was a Sunday, the show was open from 12pm onwards. We(me, S and Anam) decided to go in the evening. We reached around 6 and were to leave around 9 after pack up. It was the last day for the exhibit. We sat and chatted. T2f has a very comfortable and casual setting to it. We sat on the floor,resting on the bricked pillars, clicking pictures. I got a message from R(another brother) that if we were at T2f and that he was dropping by. It was around 8 when he and 2 friends walked in. After greeting them, they saw my work… Anams work and were now on a round to check other artists work while S and A went out for a smoke break saying.. we’ll be back in a bit.
With all the good, came in the bad.
I clicked a picture of R and Y, while they checked out Uth Oye! shirts and asked which one was better. The next thing I hear is this armed guy telling me ‘aap camera wali madam, neechay hojain’. My first thought, who the hell are YOU!? then I was pulled away by someone and I heard someone saying ‘these are thieves, sit down’ :!
There were around 30 or so people at T2f that instance including artists and the staff at T2f. We were all asked to sit down in a corner. Apparently there were 4 men and out of which 2 were armed. Where I sat, the pillar was right in front of me so all I saw was 1 guy pointing his gun on us on and off asking for everything we had. Phones, wallets, watches etc. Most people had their laptops and DSLR’s with them like I had mine in my hand. When I sat down, a zillion thoughts came to my mind while I prayed Ayat-ul-kursi. I started going numb, arms raised and my heart pounding as if it were about to burst.
I dont know how my reflexes worked, with my hands trembling I covered my DSLR with a few magazines that were placed on a low table right in front of me, put my hand in my kurta pocket and switched my phone off. We were told to look to the floor and NOT look up and if any of us played smart, they’d kill us. There was silence and a thumping heart beat and my own lips whispering Ayat-ul-kursi. While I had my eyes to the floor, I saw a laptop right in front of me. I picked a few more magazines and covered the laptop too, a zillion thoughts rushing through the brain. I look up, I see Anam to my left. We share a glance and a feeling of helplessness. Right ahead I see R, he was trembling and reciting too. I look at Anam again and I whisper, ‘S and A are outside’. I kept praying that they dont come in since the looters were all set to leave, after collecting everybody’s valuables. I look towards the door and I see them walking in. S looked at me and figured what was happening, and there! Their phone and wallets gone too.
7 minutes seemed like 80 years. The guy held his gun up and asked all of us to lie down, heads down and said, if anyone of us tried to move before they left they’ll shoot us. The moment froze. I heard the door close and their was chaos. Everyone got up, helping others around, hugging each other, Thanking Allah Mian that all of us were left unharmed, after all we were all in an enclosed space. Anything could have happened, like anything!!! We ALL sure must have done at least some good in life that Allah Mian saved us *Shukar Alhamdolillah* I looked for my bag which was placed at the bookshelf behind my stall. I found it on the floor, empty. My wallet was gone with cash and bank cards etc. Most of all, we all were alive. The next thing was to leave the venue and get home straight since there was no cash with anyone to even have food.
My hearts still thumping, it was a traumatic experience. What killed me and everyone else was the feeling of being helpless. The guys were armed. Nothing is larger than life itself. Alhamdolillah, I saved my camera and phone but lost the feeling of freedom that was left in me. I’m recovering fast from the shock, because of the the other 29 people who were held hostage with me. We share a bond that none other would understand. May Allah Mian protect us all and that these muggers payback a price unimaginable. Ameen.
Thanks to Sabeen Mahmud, Rabeea Arif and Mariam Bilgrami for all their support during the 2 day event and afterwards. Love to T2f!
Optmism surpassed!
Previous post, I mentioned a bag, saving money for a laptop and a wish to buy a laptop. So yes. money saved. Laptop here, still juggling between the desktop AND the laptop and still not being able to let go off the desktop. First love u see 
Its a good change, i’m liking it, havent tried working on photoshop yet, dont know how patient i’ll be able to be with that!! Nonethless, Allah mian meherbaan! Summer break and a new laptop. Good combo I say!
*takes a bow*
Happy cookies =)
12:00am: Kya aaj aapki birthday hai?? Shayad.
1:00am: Kya aaj aapki birthday hai?? ummm Shayad.
10:00pm: Kya aaj aapki birthday hai?? Haaaaaaaaannnn
*Phew shukkar*
SO many years of awesomeness! Mashallah!
An ode to a wonderful year spent with a few(not too few but chalta hai) glitches and toughies.
Work.sleep.sms.call.post midnight craziness.post 4am craziness.Travelling.surprises.skittles.
Happiness.concerts.subway.13AM.crazy MC days.even crazier baboon days.cakes n cookies.
Coffee and chai.Roasters bonding.heart-to-hearts.special friday prayers.regular other prayers.
Rooftopping.Camera shopping.the DSLR’s in our lives!*big smile* the THAT and THAT 
Munni and sheila and there came Tarzan and jane.MJ and the flushed peace*sigh*
The stars and fireworks.loo stories.kachaaay cookies.sharing chocolates and so much more.
Heres to wishing you a very very ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’. May Allah mian make this year the mossssst beautiful year of your life everything-wise. Ameen.
Allah Mian will hear us out..theres something very very special in stock for you. Trust me..trust me!
Lots of prayers your way and the special most *f.jkj*
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13112010 – 550D
Welcoming the Canon D550 in my life!
*Big Big Alhamdolillah*
So, I proudly say that hard work pays off and this time round my determination and patience towards the Camera fund! *Hats off to ME*
Allah Mian continues to be mehrbaan. With so many people praying for me and loving me… this HAD to happen. Milestone to cherish for life. Inshallah.
A special prayer for S and Buddy M for being there by my side while i bought the camera and gulped down my fasterest running heartbeat *smiles*
A dream came true… so true!
Wheeeeeeeeeeee.eeeeeeeeeeeeee
PS: its got vdo
Day n Night =)
All i wish for is Days and Nights of happiness *Ameen*
Allah Mian please?
Lifes been on a roll lately. I’ve been creative..ideas rolling…sleep deprived..overly occupied in the head. Which is mostly great.. but just sometimes.. i need to slow down. Not that i want to.. but its just required to move on smoothly. So yeahh.. I’ve been high on life. Over-tiring myself. And i have questions i need answers to. Allah Mian, Whats the plan?
Ps: The ‘happy’ cake
Life is spontaneous!
Alhamdolillah, this year Ramadan was well spent. Though I always feel it could have been better. Prayers were done, special requests were m ade. Sehri’s and iftaris were made fun. Sehri’s were missed and this year I made a new record.. sleeping through the iftar =)
Life is spontaneous. We plan so much and mostly things happen that we least expect. Allah Mian has better plans for us.. sometimes.. just sometimes I wish I could peek into His plans…curiousity.. but at other times I love the spontaneity life has to offer.
I bought myself a new phone. Am mosst happy with this buy. It sure was worth the wait. Welcomed the qwerty in my life.. not that big a change though I was a little reluctant but this turned out to be great. Afterall saxaphone bajj gyaa… nothing could be done. I HAD to buy this phone..next in line is the DSLR. Am almossst there.. almossst =)
Hard work pays off and patience definitely gets you places, things like these makes my faith grow stronger. Thankyou Allah Mian. Amidst of a very busy ramadan, visiting nani, reading, bonding and shopping, chaotic 3 days to get bookings done for our sukkur trip for eid; I submitted my participation form for the Alumni Show 2010. Still thinking on what exactly I want to do.. lets see how that goes.
Lots of prayers for everyone out there. Have a great Eid you guys =)
Bajj gyaaa…
All violins and concentric have been left behind for the moment.
Baj gyaa.. baj gyaa.. SAXAPHONE baj gyaa.
Welcome qwerty welcome!
*Alhamdolillah*
The Friend – The Guide.
I think of Nana most nights before i sleep. I make a special dua for nani’s health.
Nana has been a Gem in its true essence in my life. My childhood, spent under his guidance, affection and care have nonetheless been the best years. He taught us things with his actions, actions truly were louder than words in this case. He spent time with us in the evenings when we played in the garden. All the kids from our apartment building would call him NANA because he was our nana. He made us play ‘Simon Says’. Fun times!
Just he being there, we felt secure. With him i shared my report cards with encouraging comments. With him i read letters from Baba with difficult words. With him i kept my First Roza and got a special hug at Iftar time. He had the patience. He’d scold us when we bugged him but later we’d exchange smiles. I still remember him on his rocking chair, swinging back and forth and telling me about how in his childhood Life was good. Its wasn’t as fast paced as its now.
He left us as i’d like to call it, in a serene way. He paid a visit to his mothers grave, am sure made a special dua for her and he was on his way.
I finished reading, ‘Tuesdays with Morrie’ by Mitch Albom.
It made me wish ALL over again.
I wished he was with us today, to share his experiences about life now.
At this age, i’d understand him better.
My dear Nana,
You were a great Man and I miss you.
The thought of you makes me smile =)
I know you’re smiling up there.
One and only- Navasi.
Differently Alike.
April 26th 2010 – That was when i wanted to write this post. I titled it differently alike and suddenly the words disappeared and this wordless post sat in the drafts folder counting on its luck to be published out here soon. Today, August 4th 2010 - I felt strongly about writing this post. I get to the folder, open the post to edit …. and here i am again at a loss of words.
I guess the term ‘Differently Alike’ has SO much to it, that i’m jumbled in the head as to where to start, what to write. First this term came into existence after a few happily crazy moments and it directed towards a very special movie called Definitely Maybe, then at various occasions the term was applied and at times SO strongly applied that it made me wonder, What IS happening!!
Time to say, am blessed and i have no words to describe this part of my life. Allah Mian has given everyone of us such blessings and good times to cherish… we just need to look around and hold them together for life.
Ps: i never thought i’d be out of words and this term which describes us So well would leave me speechless.
Cheers to being differently alike!!
Wish-31072010
One can wish for SO many things in life…
All i am wishing for is happiness, someones happiness in someone.
Allah Mian, Hear me out?
*hands raised*
A very happy 24th :)
The clock struck 11:45 pm and my most fantabulous birthday started with Buddy M’s call. This year round i didnt pre-plan my day. I just wanted to play along and enjoy every moment spontaneously and i cant thank enough Allah mian for giving me such a wonderful day with a zillion little big amazing memories to cherish for a life time. Alhamdolillah! Blessed i be
M’s shaadi week started. Amidst of her dholki madness i recieved birthday wishes via call and msgs and hugs. My friends around me singing ‘jungle mein mangal teray he dam say..kisnay yeh shor machayaa hai.. salgirah ka din aaya hai..’ what fun!!!
Birthday being on a week day has its own charm, though a birthday weekend is what one wishes for. The day started absolutely well, with special heart-warming prayers form all the loving elderlies at workplace. Hugs and love from the colleagues. A huge surprise from Ammi who teamed up with my students and got cake, flowers and balloons at school. Love her for being such a loving young-at-heart kinda mom. My final year students who were my first lot whom i taught, got a cake and flowers My current students, the 2nd years got a scrumptious chocolate cake and some more flowers too! Later i got to know that they had been planning for it since friday. Sweet kids.
Tim and Zaid came to wish me at workplace, we re-lived old thesis times. Its such a great feeling to be loved by SO many people altogether. Never felt the same before. The day went by busy with work and chaos. The most special 10 mins were spent with choti at the end of the day. Made a surprise visit to nani’s, she was happy beyond limits
Later at home, Bhai and Ayezu came for a surprise visit which i actually ruined (unintentionally). I reached home and saw Bhai waiting for Ayezu at the gate *cuties*. Cut the cake with them. The cake read ‘Happy Birthday Api’. Buddy M made a special appearance later at night! All in all, It was a great great birthday to treasure for life. 4 cakes on the 24th A special celebration with C and S followed the next day!
Got a call from Mahnoor, cutie. Waiting for the card she made for me.
They say that its hard to find people who love you, care for you. I musst say am truly blessed to have SO many people loving me. Alhamdolillah! Thanks to everyone who made my 24th very special!!
Special thanx to Ammi, Baba, Ada, Mayg api, Mahnoor, Saad, Mate, Shammy, Choti, The Twins, buddy m, Hero, Bhaiyyu, Buddy M, Ayezu, Eefa and everyone who called and made my day! Love.
01.03.2010
Happy 2010!
So yea..Its flashback time, a little*just a little* late but yea… for the record.
The Year 2009, the year when life changed for the better, bigger experiences came in, a lot of laughter and happiness revailed, new members in the family were inducted, new friends were made for life, bonding sessions that meant the most and will last forever =)
Looking back, it all started great Alhamdolillah. I was soooo looking forward to 2009 with faith high, up in the sky. Saad started FY at Indus and with it my 2nd year at work started, Abida Parveen- Live in concert, largest event at Indus organized, 23rd birthday, first International trip as faculty to ‘Thailand’ with my best friends as students, early april Dadi passed away, Basant happened at school and later came an opportunity to manage a band, joined [NO IDEA] as manager for 6 months, New friends came into being; Boo, AD and Amy, Choti’s birthday happened which was magical for her =)
Pakistan sign language(PSL) certification, lots of cake treats and bonding sessions, Sidrah got married, doodling came into existence for me, roof-topping, chocolates, more photography, one on one with Allah Mian, admiring the sunsets more, starry nights and casanova Mr Chand Mian, voice of the dying horse… trips back home, gullak money, birthdays made special, hero-Buddy M-Best friend, my junior lot-best friends-hero and buddy M gang graduated, -‘Dost’- happened, I became Phupo once again to a beautiful niece ‘Mehr Fatima’, also became Khala to my handsome nephew ‘Raaif’, Bibi passed away(no more dua wali candies) but lots of prayers remained, Maria got nikahofied, heart to heart sessions, photography competitions, barbies, Alumni show, found my ‘Real Unbiological Sister’ this year, prayed more, hopes were high, faith was higher, ended with a full moon and a happy person photo shoot with chotaaay.
All in all, a fantastic-happening-happy-year, Welcoming the new year with open arms with prayers and faith n patience to cope up with all the tough times life has to offer and cherish all the good times for years to come. Inshallah. Ameen.
Happy 2010 folks!
=)
Resolution 2010:
-be a better person
-get DSLR =)
*Tomorrow*
Tomorrow… the future, the days that are yet to come, about which no one knows. We don’t know whats ahead of us, sometimes we predict, sometimes we assume, but whats written IS the tomorrow that we’ll see.
How about Allah Mian shows us the tomorrow… the tomorrow thats yet to come…
Inshallah for the better, for the best, without regrets
Ameen
*content and satisfied and sleepless*
*I Admit…*
I admit…
I admit…I am patient, very patient
I admit I need to learn a few (more) things in life and I am learning, its just that its taking a little while…
I admit I love my friends, my people and would do anything for them…
I do things without thinking of what it will give me in return… be it doing things for people around me… or otherwise..
I admit I don’t do things for a reason; there is no reason for me to be there for someone…just that I’d want to be there for them…
I admit I will never confess if I have feelings for someone…I’d be scared to loose the friend in them
I’d wait for things to happen my way with whatever is best for me that has already been written
I admit I don’t like to fight; hence there are no regrets…
I just wish that no one has any regrets in life… simply because they hurt…
I admit YET AGAIN that I love stars and the moon… they make me happy… really happy…the rooftop is a blessing
I also admit that relationships mean A LOT to me sooo getting married would be a beautiful thing to happen
I admit, my faith is high, up in the sky
I strongly believe in whatever happens happens for a reason; be it good or bad…there is always a reason…
I admit I have a new chingum song I relate to so well… it is called ‘ooncha’ by noori
I admit life seems good at the moment, wish for it to be better tomorrow…
I admit moving on is the most difficult thing to do, but once you do you will definitely feel a huge burden off you, life will be clearer, you’ll see behtari in whatever happened.
I admit I think too much, but that’s the kind of freedom I have, the freedom to think…
I admit i cant sit idle to save my life…
I doodle…
I admit I have a list of things I want and I have a feeling I will get ‘em when the time is right…Inshallah!
=)
Am ready.. yet again..
Today…I woke up with an amazingly weird EMPTY feeling. No dreams and a very disturbed sleep, I woke up after every 2 hours or so… I felt I had something in mind but couldn’t figure out what… was it a feeling of satisfaction or was it something weird coming my way…
What I keep pondering over these days is that was yesterday better? Or will tomorrow be?
Alhamdolillah for faith and the feeling of being content.
My box of patience increases day by day, life seems better as i write my feelings down.
Leaving the past behind, Living today and waiting to welcome the tomorrow that Allah mian has written for me. It will have to be better than yesterday and today…
C’mon Allah mian… Am ready… yet again…
Aaanay do…aur jeenay do…
=)
*Wish-01112009*
Oonchi zameen, uss peh oonchay makaan
Aur oonchay hain log; oonchay khayaal
Par neecha hai dil, aur neecha imaan
Aur neecha zameer;
Uss pe oonchee yeh shaan!
*Realization-29102009*
People walk in your life for a reason, reason known or unknown… makes you happy… reallly happy.. poinnnnkily happy…
And then there are a few who walk in and leave, leave you devasted… and when you move on.. in a good way… they come back and haunt you… now thats unfair..
Allah mian… more people walking in rather walking out..
Please?
Wish-03102009
Wish i could just let things out and not make ‘em bother me.
Though they fade away… But they leave a mark.
*sigh*
Random-25092009
•I miss nana the most
•And ada too…
•Prayers give me satisfaction
•I strive for the best and mostly get where I want to(i be lucky)
•You are an art creative when u have UHU(glue tube) in your handbag and no lip-gloss or Kajal for that matter.
•I’ve seen Ice age 1 and 3, 2 still remains in the unseen movies.
•Ramzan passed by reaaaaal quick, alhamdolillah
•I love the jhoola.
•Group hugs? Anytime!
•Khwab adhooray sahi, khwab saharay toh hain!!!!
•I love flowers
•In the past 2 weeks, I received 2 personalized cd’s with songs for me. Bhai(rahat) and choti. thanx =)
•I say I am blessed with the best of friends, are you?
•I love making people happy.
•There are just a few people who know exactly whats going on.
•I recently dropped my phone in sheer-khurma and it survived the dive Phew, Alhamdolillah
•I have just one black bangle left from my India trip. Somebodyy… get me the same ones…
•I wish to wake up in a room full of balloons someday.
•…I feel your whisper, across the sea.
•Cold coffee at -7 star- has become the latest pleasure
•I like personalized presents, even if it’s a random little handwritten note.
•I’ll spend money on rings not clothes
•Funnily ouch-ed; Fouched*
•Pink is Not me yet it suits me the best!
•Ammi’s are the Best!
•I workout at night
•I *on a serious note* AVOID medicines.
•I wish I could give reall *jkj*’s everyday =)
•Iktara isss the chinngum song at the moment.
•And I guess Bus..Tonight I MUST sleep before my eyes disappear from my face.
•I say life’s good!!!!
*Wish 08092009*
….But all i can do is try, everyday of my life…
*it’d be soo beautiful If this came true*
*The Dream*
She held the pen with the pink teddy on the back and begun to write those words. She knew what exactly to say to him but was too shy to do so. Yet she wanted him to know so bad. It had been four years and he was someone who she could totally depend on. He had given her all the reasons to smile, every reason to laugh and been there with those huge hugs when her eyes would go wet. Tonight she begun to write to him. The pen rolled over the paper gently so it seemed as a dancer it would measure every move and each word that came down on to the paper was crafted right deep in her heart. The words flowed in their totality and the reason for her secret smiles was now shared by the green lined paper. She thought she was done writing and stared silently at those words for sometime. Yet she smiled again seemingly unsure of her sureties. She looked at the clock and grinned for no apparent reason. It was four in the morning but she wasn’t sleepy and yet very chirpy slowly singing songs to herself. It seemed like a beautiful dream and she didn’t want to wake up if it was one. Shutting all the worries she chose to walk this way only because what she felt was the most beautiful feeling she had ever had in her entire life. Those eerie goosebumps and that hesitation to say what she wanted were moments she had memorized to live again and again. She folded that paper neatly and put it beside her green school book carefully. Morning seemed too far away as she counted those five hours on the clock against the back wall. Taking a deep breath she climbed into the bed and hugged the sheets in complete joy! She lay down on those silk sheets thinking of tomorrow to be her immaculate dream. All her dreams were all but figures of her own imagination but this time she wanted them to come to life. Slowly she closed her eyes anticipating for a tomorrow that already was.
Courtesy: Dabeer Hemani
*Ps: At the end of the rainbow is a pot of gold*
