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Rozay Wali Eid 2012

This year Ramzan just ran full speed. Seems like just yesterday that taraweeh started and the first sehri happened. Alhamdolillah, ramzan gone by, availed in the best possible way i could.

I made lots of prayers this ramzan, availed all the big nights*allah shukr*. Of upcoming new beginnings in life, i was bugged a lot this ramzan with ‘last ramzan at home, next year with hubby?’. It was a mix of feelings, totally looking forward to the new change in life, while i felt ammi’s voice go shaky. A random burst of emotions from the parents collectively, a t-shirt project with saad for independence day and crazy wakeup calls. This ramzan has been a big learning experience. A friends dad passed away on Jumat-ul-Widah, the last precious friday of the holy month. He was lucky enough to be buried in the holy land aka Makkah. It shook me. Ive been hearing of his health going down. May allah mian give the family sabr. Ameen.

A skype date with ada and family is a total must on Eid. With manoo and mehru jumping around in Eid attire with mehendi stories to share. Sooo much fun 🙂

The most happiest FAQ this ramzan was,’EIDI aaiygi is saal?*wink wink*’. hahahaaa… yes, the other set of parents, the inlaws bought my clothes for eid with chooriyaan and shoes. Alhamdolillah such a good feeling. Eid was different this time. Amidst running around meeting relatives, hubby-to-be came over to meet us while we went to meet the inlaws too. The bestest newest feeling, receiving Eidi from MIL and Hubby-to-be 🙂

With everyones blessings, looking forward to the big change in life 🙂
Allah mian Thankyouu, im loving this plan of yours.

Missed the rooftop the most, caught a glimpse of chand mian on Eid day 2. sigh. Good times those were. *throws confetti* just because missing good times is celebratory enough 🙂

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Happily Ringed 10062012 :)

From saying YES to *smiles* to being happily ringed. One and a half months down the happy-lane of life, its been great. Alhamdolillah. From family to friends, from siblings to change in relationships. Allah mian Thankyou oh so veryyy much for everything. I understand how hard times just cross by, making us stronger way more than we ever thought. Nani, living this life to see me as a mini-bride. She was the MOST sparkly eyed person around. With Nani, the parents and parents-in-laws we exchanged rings amidst laughter, big happy smiles and friends who stood by us all happy and proud!.
A new chapter in life has begun and im totally loving this.
ps. Allah mian, im loving THIS plan of yours. You know the prayers im making, waiting for them to be answered, i know they will be when the time is right 🙂
*alhamdolillah*
*throws confetti*

photo credit: R|Photography


Allah mian Thankyou :D

Allah mian,
This is to thankyou for being oh SO mehrbaan on us. Alhamdolillah.
Thankyou for giving me all what i have today, for giving me strength and will to do things how i do them. Thankyou for giving me the best family I could have ever asked for and for friends who care like theres no tomorrow. Theres sooo much to be thankful for. Please please continue to be mehrbaan on me.
Yours truly
Me 🙂


Of keeping calm and giving comforting hugs

Faith in God, includes faith in His timing’ – Neal A.Maxwell

Being a teacher has been a great experience so far. Every day I tend to learn something new. Be it regarding a student, myself, design, color or just life in general. Just 5 days back me and Sabiha (another faculty member, friend and sister) took the 3rd year students for a study visit to Abbottabad to study crafts for a project. We were a group of 31 individuals- all girls- 2 teachers and 29 students. They say girls are always a bunch of FUN! True that. There was music, singing, work, sketches, clicking, arguments, laughter, dance, food, walks in the rain, prayers, bathroom lines and emergency loo breaks. We took the Bhoja air flight till Islamabad.

2 days later we hear of a Bhoja Air plane crash. Hell ran over us. There was chaos. Alhamdolillah we all were safe but fellow humans had passed away. 127 of them. It wasnt easy to take it in knowing that we DID come from Bhoja Air and were booked for the same to return back to khi. The girls were traumatized, they cried. Ran over to me for a hug. I HAD to keep calm and give them the faith that it’ll be alright. Inshallah we will be able to reach home safe. Switched flights to PIA. Chucked down a day from the trip since we got a flight a day before. There was a delay in flight, waited patiently, tired to the core, to reach home, see the family and hit bed.

All kinds of thoughts occurred in my head… overflowing negativity, weird feeling of being away from home. Anything could have happened, CAN happen. But travelling alone and being responsible for a large group of students are two different things. Keeping calm and giving comforting hugs was what I did. Alhamdolillah the students felt secure. They smiled, they laughed. They felt better 🙂

All those wonderful people who made it to Allah mian had goals to achieve, lives to live. All gone in a jiffy. Say a lil prayer for them and their families. *amen*

Faith in Allah mian and calls from friends and family is what kept me going… yes I did feel a knot in the throat but im only human to feel that way. Experiences like these teach me SO much. About people, about life, about handling things, about keeping calm, giving faith and smiling 🙂

Allah mian, Thankyou for being SO meherbaan on all of us. You sure are the one Who writes the Master Plan.

*Allah Shukar*


long lost friend

Apologies for being totally out of the loop. So much has happened in the past 2 months that im overloaded with thoughts and ideas and the likes. need to update this journal of life on.a.serious note. Last night was weird.Brain overload.hateful feeling.blurry vision.winds blowing.mosquitoes biting.uneasy.knot in the throat.heart-calming phone call.chand mian popping up, proving that YES there is a connection.broken sleep.early rising.work mode on.

On a happier note, talking things out helps. Always.
Allah Mian, Thankyou for being SO meherbaan on us always.


NANI- The frosting in my life :)


They say grandmothers are mothers with lots of frosting.

I wouldn’t deny that, My Nani, my confidant, my friend and quota of special prayers is a whole lot of frosting in my life. Most kids are given into their mothers hands when they are born while I was the lucky one who was first given into Nani’s arms and then Ammi’s. Being the only girl in the maternal equation, I share a very special bond with Nani.

She was diagnosed with diabetes the day I was born she says. So this killer-godforsaken-disease (I’d like to call it that) has now sucked out the life out of her. Lately she’s been really unwell, not going into details. I didn’t know one could be this brave with life but going through so much pain without complaining is a big deal. Mashallah.

There are so many things in life you don’t feel till a certain incident becomes a close eye-opener for you. Be it something you go through or a close one does. It feels the same. I fall short on words describing the situation and my lips start trembling and my eyes water. Her illness has been such a lifelong lesson regarding SO many things.

I couldn’t have asked for a better grandparent than her. The love, the bond and blessings. I am so grateful to Allah mian to have been able to spend so many years of my life in her nest.

*allah mian please* Make it behtar for her. Ameen.


Sometimes…

…i just walk out to the rooftop and breathe. Breathe in the fresh air.
The cold windy breeze.. i shut my eyes and breathe in deep.
The freshness that reaches my lungs makes me smile.
While the stars and chand mian shine down upon me…
I hug the winds and smile
Allah mian… THANKYOU!
Please continue to be meherbaan… please. Ameen.
*dhk dhk*